S a l e t é I V

XLVI - Lunette - Quatorze

The smaller rooms on the opposite side of the gap only led to small storage areas, the shelves inside lined with various tools, and what looked to be spare parts. 

Cassia didn't really recognise anything aside from the basics, amongst which she had been able to see wires, unusual looking plugs, sockets and more. 

The complex articles were left untouched by the entire group, and Alex took nothing from the stores themselves, leaving everything as he'd found it before he moved on to lead the way through the next set of double doors.

On the other side of them was what had, at first, appeared to be another corridor like the one they'd ended up in earlier, only it ended after a much shorter distance, opening up into a single, large room that played host to numerous other doors. 

Bulletin boards, a hefty metal desk, more than a few chairs and other examples of furniture were present here, including decorations like posters and pots that may have once housed actual plants. 

The group spread out a little more as they conducted their sweep, almost everyone drawn to something different.

"Sunshine, can you read any of this?" Marin asked as Alex and Raimond checked the doors nearby, the younger lad's attention drawn to one of the boards mounted on the wall.

"Hold on, let me see."

Before she moved to see if she could provide any kind of insight, she made sure that Monet was seated as comfortably as she could be on one of the chairs in the room, most of which had been lined up near the rest of the walls. 

Cassie wondered if they'd stumbled across some kind of waiting room, but then why would a waiting room be down here? On second thought, maybe it was more like some kind of space for people to gather in. 

"Okay?" Aimée asked Monet before thinking of leaving her side.

"Yes, thank you."

Taya stayed close as Aimée followed up on Marin's question, standing at his side as Cassie wandered over to see things for herself, Zisel also opting to remain with Monet for a while as she rested. 

The girls didn't have to read through much of what was left before a picture started to come together.

"Dan, the spark plugs are in 84C. Pick them up before the boss complains again, we don't want a repeat of yesterday." Aimée read aloud.

"Safety drill tomorrow at eleven, sharp. Performance will be noted."

"These memos must be older than us..." Cassia muttered as she reached up, touching the paper that made up one of them carefully.

"I wonder where the guys who wrote them are now? They've gotta be old, if they're even still alive." Marin replied, a delicate curiosity coming to him, through everything.

Over on the metal desk, several mugs were lined up to its far side, closest to the wall. A series of holes were built into the wall here, holding various trinkets and bits and pieces, but it was the cups that Félicie had carefully started to go through, as most had things written on them. 

Number One Dad. 34th Annual Merveille Tour. One had a picture of two wind turbines, complete with faces, talking to each other. 

What kind of music do you like? I'm a big metal fan.

"It's like this place just... Stopped." Connie said, somewhat distant as she came to stand more or less in the middle of the room whilst she looked around.

"It's kind of creepy..."

"Not as creepy as those Jouet ladies, up there." Marin remarked, nodding towards the ceiling, to which she gave a deeply knowing look.