“Dammit.” Prune Juice Cookie curses under his breath, seeing he has another corpse to clean up after his.. Deeds.. As he goes to the janitor’s closet that is always unlocked to get cleaning supplies, he sees something move in the corner of his eye. “Hrm? Did I see something or someone move? Who’s there..” He calls out to whatever had moved, assuming it was a professor or student, great, another person to deal with.