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The Lights on the Lab Rooms
Annabelle Caine was a student who occasionally talked to cleaners like there were people. She had that air about her and I didn't take it seriously until what happened last Thursday. All the arachnophobes Liz's projectors were stood in two circles the one inside of the other. Their hands and arms were locked together in a complex interlocking pattern. They walked around rotating the whole thing slowly but surely. On the other side of the glass I could see Annabelle came stood there staring at them. These things happen. I hope someday I'll forget what I saw when I opened that door but I won't.