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After chatting with the officer, Cimbria enters the first room on the right, noting the carefully folded bathrobe centered exactly at the foot of the cot. Noting that a hot shower will unwind the coiled tension in her back, she begins to disrobe and puts on the bathrobe,
"Ugh...not much for laundering facilities here...this robe smells...
She steps the the door of the lavatory and puts a hand on the doorknob, in time to hear the sudden hiss and sputter of the shower starting up...
"What the deuce-?"
Alarmed but steady, Cimbria picks up her truncheon, fings open the door and sees: ---