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Towel Monster 5

Key after key, Jack is denied entry to the mechanical room. Finally, he puts the large key ring away and returns back upstairs to the check-in counter.

“Well you disappeared for a while,” Kevin comments.

“Yeah, just trying to get to know things here. I am Jack by the way,” Jack introduces himself.

“Yeah I figured when you asked about Tanner. I’m Kevin. So, how do you like it so far?”

“It’s ok.”

“I’ve been here a while, any questions?”

“What is in the mechanical room?”

“Oh yeah, the creep-a-torium. They took our key away from that room because it is a little dangerous. I think it is safe as long as you watch where you are going, but hey that’s me.”

Jack sits down on a stool, stretches, then crosses his arms. As part of the job he wears a black pack fastened around the waist filled with first aid supplies.

“You don’t look like a normal college student. You look older,” Kevin inquires.

“Yeah, I get that alot,” Jack grumbles. Could you act less friendly? I bet he knows a lot more than he lets on.

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