It's not often that the both of them are completely out of clean laundry, but the fact is that on this occasion they were both extremely busy at the same time and it didn't click that the other one wasn't doing laundry either until both their closets were bare. Aaaaaaand it's almost two in the morning.
And this is what leads to a pair of twins hauling an enormous laundry bag to an all-night laundry in the wee hours of the night.
"Yep." She pockets the tooth. It's already been on the floor; her pocket lint won't hurt it, and maybe they can get it put back in.
The obvious place to look is this door over here that says "Employees Only." She checks the door; it is not, in fact, locked. She opens it and peers in.
"...Blood on the floor." She strides in, checking everywhere she can see for where someone might be hidden. Nobody in any of the obvious places...
Emily pokes her head into the little closet-thing.
"I don't think anyone sloppy enough to leave a tooth and a smear of blood lying around is probably going to have stashed their victims in some kind of hidden wall compartment we'd have to find by knocking on the wall until we find something that sounds hollow..."
"Yeah..."
Exeunt office.
At which point it becomes much more apparent that one of the washing machines at the front is making some really loud, kind of alarming banging noises.
The washing machine closest to the door is being jolted by something inside it, that makes it rock as it cycles the clothes.
"I dunno if the noise'll bring back our presumed kidnapper and/or murderer but it's really annoying," Edie mutters, looking for the off switch.
...The washing machine claims the load is already finished. Joy. It's glitchy. She bends down, peering into the space between the washers, careful not to get so close that the violent one can knock into her, looking for the power cord to shut the damn thing off by force.
--Only to be suddenly yanked back by the waist by Emily so hard that the two of them crash backwards into the plastic seating.
"There was some kind of hand reaching for you out of the washing machine!!!"
Before Emily can respond, the machine gives an extra-violent, extra-loud jerk, twisting on its base before landing with a clang, now at a diagonal from its previous position. An even more violent motion sends it crashing to the side. The lid flies open.
And...something...crawls out.
It's vaguely humanoid, but nobody would ever mistake it for a human being. It's almost skeletal, but pulsing shadows fill it out where muscles should be, and green points glow from within its three eye sockets, the one on its forehead visibly off-center. Irregular horns curl up from the sides of its head, and as it pulls itself free of the machine, skeletal wings with shadow membranes pull themselves clear from its back.
Yeah fuck this.
Edie dodges to the side, looking around for anything she can use as a blunt force weapon. There isn't a lot.
This successfully diverts the creature's attention to Emily. In an unnerving burst of speed, it lunges at her, clawlike hands outstretched--
"shitno--" Edie breathes, and lunges to knock Emily out of the way--
But now it's between them and the door--this isn't the only entrance, though--the two of them back away from the creature, trying to move smoothly enough not to provoke it if it has a startle reflex anything like a normal predator while still putting as much distance between them and it as possible--
--The creature continues to be way too fast, turning and lunging again, now at the both of them--
--And Emily's foot lands wrong on an empty detergent jug, which slips out from under her at the worst possible angle, twisting her ankle and bringing her to the floor with an involuntary yelp.
Edie, still holding on, is brought down with her. She tries to angle the fall so her own body covers Emily's as much as possible.
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