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xxx"and these secrets all that we've got so far,
xxxthe demons in the dark, lie again.
xxxplay pretend like it never ends
xxxthis way no one has to know"
Willow took advantage of Max's time to think to find a series of wires that were hooked up to a security camera and fry them. She didn't need people asking questions about why she was overloading a security gate. And the casual manner in which she leaned against the pipe containing the wires was innocent enough. In hindsight, she definitely should have grabbed a jacket with a hood, but she also hadn't been planning on having to break into Winter's apartment.
When Max squatted down, Willow took a few steps back, before taking a run at Max and stepping into her hands. As she was thrown upwards, she grabbed the box with both hands. It only took a second or two for her to completely overload the box, before landing firmly on both feet.
"Hopefully that didn't trigger any security alarms," she said, and pushed the gate. It swing open easily, and she breathed a small sigh of relief. But when she started walking through the gate, her heart started to pound. She didn't know what she was going to find, and she couldn't exactly prepare herself for it. She kept striding towards his apartment, keeping her cool, calm appearance, but terrified on the inside.
The door to his apartment was still shut, but something was off. Thankfully, Willow knew where he kept his spare key, and let herself in. To anyone else, the apartment was fine. Messy, but fine. But Willow had spent enough time there to know when something was wrong. Winter always tidied up in the mornings, and his apartment was still a mess. He hadn't been home.
"Something's wrong. Start searching," Willow ordered.
When Max squatted down, Willow took a few steps back, before taking a run at Max and stepping into her hands. As she was thrown upwards, she grabbed the box with both hands. It only took a second or two for her to completely overload the box, before landing firmly on both feet.
"Hopefully that didn't trigger any security alarms," she said, and pushed the gate. It swing open easily, and she breathed a small sigh of relief. But when she started walking through the gate, her heart started to pound. She didn't know what she was going to find, and she couldn't exactly prepare herself for it. She kept striding towards his apartment, keeping her cool, calm appearance, but terrified on the inside.
The door to his apartment was still shut, but something was off. Thankfully, Willow knew where he kept his spare key, and let herself in. To anyone else, the apartment was fine. Messy, but fine. But Willow had spent enough time there to know when something was wrong. Winter always tidied up in the mornings, and his apartment was still a mess. He hadn't been home.
"Something's wrong. Start searching," Willow ordered.