Sunday, 3:00 am
Ronny's precinct
Tick! Tick! Tick!
Sarah listened to her ceaselessly ticking watch as she tried several keys to unlock the precinct. For some reason, it didn't seem to be as safe as it would be in the mornings. It was stark dark and morbid. To her sheer dismay, she heard bizarre noises. Noises that faintly resembled...... Footsteps?
No way! It's just your delusional mind.
After what seemed to be hours, the lock finally clicked and she pushed the door open. Her fingers quickly reached out to the switches and pressed it on.
Nothing happened.
Why aren't the lights glowing?
And then she remembered what Ronny told her. The last person to leave the office will switch off the mains every night. And now, she had no frigging clue where the mains would be. She mentally chide
