Worse Than the Disease

As Tariq opens the door to the parking garage, he is met by the disconcerting sight of three cymbal-banging monkey dolls facing the entrance. The toys quickly sense the motion, their eyes lighting up red, and then rapidly clanging their clappers together again and again in a nerve-wracking cacophony. Tariq only gets them to stop when he smashes them to the ground.

A broken down car is parked in the loading dock, requiring repairs before it can run again. A mess of mechanical bits clusters all over the surfaces of the garage.

Tariq picks through the dock and the desks for an hour. He puts in his best efforts, but the complete disorder tires him out before he can find anything useful.

(OOC: the garage is semi-looted, so a -3 penalty to scavenging. Tariq fails. You can try again, taking extra time, if you like.)