Lanolin stepped into the supply room, clipboard tucked under her arm as she scanned the shelves. The hum of the overhead lights filled the silence—until a sudden clink echoed from deeper inside. Her ears twitched.

"Hello?" she called, frowning.

Setting the clipboard aside, she moved cautiously between the shelves, hand drifting near her baton. The room was quiet again... too quiet.

"If someone's messing around, now’s the time to speak up."

Another rustle. Closer this time.

Lanolin narrowed her eyes and crept forward, ready for whatever—or whoever—was waiting around corner