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Pinky 
Damien stopped in front of the closet and waited for her to catch up. Looking to the girl he smirked, "You will get your instructions on the other side. Password is fishsticks. Say it clearly and then you are through to the arena. Have fun, kid."
Emily caught up at the Janitors Closet... really? Well that was an interesting entrance. She could feel her stomach churning uncomfortably. She was nervous. Her first Ministry appointed training exercise.
"Right... will do," she replied, hoping that she would in actual fact have some fun despite the horrors that were probably lurking beyond.
Damien wasn't coming with her?... that was probably a good thing, she didn't quite like the idea of his looking over her shoulder.
She faced the blank wall of the closet.. feeling a little foolish.
"Fishsticks," she said in a clear, steady voice... and then she was gone.