1\r\n\r\nThe Sprague Science Center was an unusual collection of architecture that had seen better days. The collection of artifacts had not been updated in over a decade, many of the interactive displays were worn out from overuse, and the café menu had not seen a new special since the late nineties. In daylight hours, it had the look of a strange international village. At night, it looked strangely eerie in the reflections of the nearby Colombia River. It was however, a large facility with a movie theater and a beautiful glass arboretum in the classic Victorian style. All of which needed to be watched over by security guards at all times.\r\n\r\nPersephone Timmons was at five foot two, the shortest security officer on the payroll. Her athletic frame and highly active lifestyle did little to change the opinions of many of her fellow officers. The older generation thought she had no business in security and the officers her own age were far too busy trying to bed her to notice her work ethic. She took this job in order to attend school during the day and looked forward to her graduation day. Once she was done with school, she would put this place behind her and not look back.\r\n\r\nShe walked through a service door and made her way to the security office in the basement of the main building. She had to squeeze past boxes of lost and found items that had never been reclaimed that filled the hallway. Once in the security office proper, she took a set of keys off the wall and looked at the night shift roster posted on the door. There was a private party wrapping up tonight and most of the guests had already left for the evening. Normally she would be working with a pair of other officers, but one was on vacation and the other had come down with the flu. This meant after the swing shift departed for the night, she would be on her own for the next eight hours.\r\n\r\n\

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