The Grey Gull Sanitarium - Part Three

   I was shaking like a drunk without a beer. Not because of what Bryce had just done to me moments ago in the adjacent room. The room I walked into was furnished. Furnished with the strangest medical or scientific equipment I had ever seen. It had beakers the size of those 5 gallon plastic drums you get delivered to your house from a water company. Garden hose size rubber tubing going to each one. There were microscopes, autoclaves, pipettes, bioreactors, a DNA amplifier, and a whole bunch of other equipment I was clueless about since they didn't have any labels on them.

   Somebody was doing experiments here. What kind? I wasn't brave enough to find out. I burst back out the door had I come through and didn't see Bryce anywhere.
   He must have gone to the second level to search around, like I had asked him to do, I thought to myself. Unless he found something up there, he doesn't know that this place is still in use.
   I sprinted up the stairs as quickly and as silently as I could. I didn't want to yell out to him in case the occupant of the building was at home and if they heard us, call the constable.
   Now I was regretting the fact that we decided to leave our cellphones at home. We figured that we would be together and wouldn't need them. "The noise from an unwanted call could warn the Bobbies where we are if they come looking for us," Bryce said. So we left them.
   I had to search each room as quietly as possible, hoping I could find Bryce right away so we could get out of here with no one being the wiser.
   Of course my luck was going from bad to worst. He was nowhere to be found upstairs.
   I did make one discovery though. None of these rooms were furnished. So I had a brief moment of happiness thinking that whomever had the laboratory downstairs, they weren't living here because there wasn't a bedroom on the two main floors.
   Then I realized, what about the basement?
   Surely if someone was living here and didn't want prying eyes noticing bright lights beaming out of the windows at night, you would make your residence in the basement. That also meant, whatever kind of experiments they are performing here can only be done during the day.
   I wasn't sure if these facts were in our favor or if it meant we just haven't alarmed anyone yet with our presence.
   I had to find Bryce, and find him now!
   After going down to the first level, I quickly looked around the first floor rooms again to see if I had missed him or if he had double back without me noticing him.
   Nothing.
   There were two options left. First; he went down to the basement without telling me. So, when I find him and if he isn't dead already, I am going to kill him myself. Second; if he left the building and went home without me. Again, I will kill him, when I see him.
   My only choice now was to search the basement for my friend.
   I went into the laboratory to find myself a weapon. If need be, I would break one of the smaller beakers and use a shard of glass from it like a knife.
   Instead, I grabbed a pipe off the lattice type structure which was holding up the larger beakers. I had a club now. Less chances of me hurting myself with the pipe than with broken shards of glass.
   I took a deep breath, told myself to be ready for anything, and made my way to the basement door.

End Of Part Three

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