Novel & Cerita Tentical Locker

he answered, still roaming around the locker room. “You know what, I’m getting dizzy watching you go round and round the garden like a teddy bear,” I said and he sat down on one of the benches located in the middle of the room. Once settled, I offered, “I can help you. Where’s your locker?” Esmilzo pointed to locker number 94 which is at the top layer of the four rows of lockers. I reached for the padlock and inspected it using the pocket magnifying glass I always carry. He was right. There were scratches around the keyhole and it’s obvious that the one who took his shoes is not used to doing lock picking.

It seemed happy from the first few weeks, until one day. “A reminder just came from our founder, please check your lockers immediately. Good luck and have a sweet nightmare.” Why in the world would he say such a word? Like 'Oh my Lord', what’s with the “Have a sweet nightmare?” It gives me the creeps and goosebumps every time that anonymous person is on MOD stand. He never showed his face to anyone, I guess, but who knows? About the lockers, once you turn eighteen and complete training, your trainer will give you a key which is for your locker, obviously. Well, I’m on high rank now, but I’ve never opened that locker. Since we were told to do so, I’m going to see what’s inside for the very fi

"The third locker is to your left. Please be careful." I rush over to the locker, unlocking it and throwing the door open. Several types of guns were stacked on top of each other. I retrieve two handguns and wear a kevlar vest. The guns were already loaded, and I put several rounds of ammo in my pockets in case I ran out of them. I kick off my sandals and hurriedly put on a pair of black boots. I tied my hair into a bun and I was ready to go look for Kayden. As I'm about to make my way into the tunnel, I stop. "How do I open the door?" I asked the man behind the laptop.

There was a slightly bent curve at the top and the base screwed on and off, she noted as she tentatively examined it wondering how it would fit. There was also a strange silver necklace. The pendant was a slender rectangle that was rounded on the edges about two inches long and maybe a quarter of an inch in diameter. It had a small black button on the side, which Chloe found odd but the whole box was odd. The note card on top was black with silver ink, and it read: Condoms and Lube I'm sure you can figure out however only use the water based lube with satin sheets. Handcuffs I'm sure you can find on your own ;) but just in case you need extra.

"Wh-what do you mean, he won't be able to have children? He was 15 when he went in. And what do you mean by blunt force and chemical damage?" The doctor replied, "It means your son was deliberately sterilized at the correction center. Given his age at the time, this constitutes a serious criminal offense. We are required to report it. I also need to understand something. What kind of environment was your son in tonight when he attempted this?" Silence fell. Mom's voice came through in fragments. "He was locked…in the storage room…with no lights…" "Who locked him in?" A longer silence ensued. "I did." Dad's voice was barely a whisper. "I just… I wanted him to calm down…"

Daniel and I laughed as I told her we would definitely be back for dinner. When we arrived at the storage lockers, we went to the office first and rented the unit next to mine. We went to the storage unit and opened the door. Daniel gasped, “Babe, this locker is totally full. We’re going to need another locker for the stuff you just bought. We need to thin this locker out. I’ll go rent another one. Please, don’t lift anything.” I nodded, “I wasn’t planning to. I’ll just look.”

They still had to decipher the message behind her sister's letter and Doris, in true BFF fashion, had offered to help. Actually, after ransacking every single place Clarissa had worked in, Julia had found two days ago that the Locker 20 wasn't actually a locker. Locker was a private establishment peculiarly for protecting peoples' valued properties. It was just like a storage house but it was quite a unique storage house. The building... it looked like they had spent billions of dollars on it. The security was tight. There were surveillance cameras and scary muscle-bound men in smartly tailored suits at virtually every angle.

Kyra's muscles, trembling with the extreme cold, now felt relaxed. "Where are we going?" Kyra asked. Kyra looked at the basketball gym as if she already knew where she and Tyler were going. Meanwhile, Tyler forgot his key, so he used kinesis to open the locker room door without Kyra noticing. Tyler went straight to his locker and opened it. "You didn't lock your locker room?" Kyra asked. Tyler turned to Kyra. She was just standing there as she hugged herself. "Someone will lock that later." Tyler lied.

It felt like any other night, comfortable and routine. The only thing out of the ordinary was a text from my boss that arrived while we were watching a show. It read: “Tomorrow morning you only need your trainers. Everything else you will need is in your locker. The gym staff will give you the key. Your locker number is 69.”

It did seem lame that Tyson had passcode protection but that was the only thing we found it difficult to crack. Zarina broke through the magical shield with ease but she couldn’t get through the passcode. I tried using my powers to melt the locker but it was useless. Zarina even tried using me as a power source to break it open with magic but it didn’t work either. Now, the only way left was to try a probable passcode. We had three attempts before the locker would self-destruct. “I have seen this locker before. The passcodes are only characters and mostly use names.” I said observing the panel of the locker.