(Posting for Kit, since the board's not working for him. Have fun.)

Naomi lugged the heavy saddle bags through the corridor. She blinked and looked around at the room. It looked like a large furnace room. She shivered as she felt the air move. She had no clue where this was, although the large fans covering the wall made it clear some kind of air moval system. She turned to move when a fast blur slammed into her. The bag flew from her hands and into the nearest fan. The fan easily chewed up the bags and its contents. She gulped and looked at her attacker.
"MOLLY!!!" she screamed. She sighed. "Come on, let's get you back. And you owe me a trip," she snarled, moving out. behind her the air ventilation system continued to deliver the now finely chopped up Poison Joke to all RCs.