[The postal service needed some serious intervention, what with a file crossing his desk at the Prometheus Labs that had no place actually being there. He had figured out quickly that it had come due to references to laboratory experiences when he flipped through briskly. It wasn't until he saw many references to a name he had encountered more than once since his stay had begun that he realized that this file would be coming to his own personal living area until he could analyze the contents.
As was his usual routine, he enjoyed the quiet of the night hours and each time just after midnight, he gathered up a few choice reading materials, slipped into a pair of slippers and wandered his way down to the communal kitchen. It was always relatively well-stocked, but the state of the place was for anyone's guess as some residents clearly hadn't been taught how to clean up after themselves.
Still, pushing open the door, he wandered in to a darkened kitchen and flipped on the light. It was in relatively good state of affairs tonight, and he padded to one of a few refrigerators to root around for some milk, his staple. He set the file on the counter as he grabbed a glass and filled it half full.
Then he leaned over the file and flipped it open, shuffling through the thick assortment of papers. Slowly his eyes rose from it and his eyebrows drew together. That wasn't right.]
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As was his usual routine, he enjoyed the quiet of the night hours and each time just after midnight, he gathered up a few choice reading materials, slipped into a pair of slippers and wandered his way down to the communal kitchen. It was always relatively well-stocked, but the state of the place was for anyone's guess as some residents clearly hadn't been taught how to clean up after themselves.
Still, pushing open the door, he wandered in to a darkened kitchen and flipped on the light. It was in relatively good state of affairs tonight, and he padded to one of a few refrigerators to root around for some milk, his staple. He set the file on the counter as he grabbed a glass and filled it half full.
Then he leaned over the file and flipped it open, shuffling through the thick assortment of papers. Slowly his eyes rose from it and his eyebrows drew together. That wasn't right.]