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Her face still frozen in a blank expression, maybe muted shock, Elinor stepped aside, out of her boss' way. After taking one step, she was able to take another, and another, slowly thawing from her frozen surprise. Her eyes wheeled in every direction, finding one thing after another to look at. There wasn't one speck of the lab that looked untouched. She heard the splitting of small wood pieces, and the crackle of broken glass under her shoes. It didn't bother her.
She didn't even know where to begin. How was she supposed to react to this? The lab had been ransacked before. Just not to this extent. Not to this scale of destruction. She fidgeted with her fingers, unsure of what to do with her hands.
She had been doing this job far too long. Elinor only took the mandatory vacation days. She was never sick. She worked long hours. She loved her job. She loved the people she worked with. Looking around her at what was practically the culmination of her life's work, her mind briefly rested on what Nigel might do if he found his shop in this state. A small smile finally touched her when she figured he would do the same thing she was doing now.
Elinor blinked a few times and finally looked to Emily, gaping for a few seconds, at a total loss for what to say. What was she supposed to say?
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