"They're what they always are," He leaned in and smiled. "Mysterious." He winked and then chuckled. "Hey I could use some coffee. Let's go get some from the cafeteria." He slapped Sid on the shoulder and then turned past him. "My treat. I'll even toss in a bag of snoodle doodles."

"Oh, well," he checked his watch. There was still some time left before someone ran into his office...

"Well, I guess I can kill some time. After you then," he said, starting for the lifts.

Time to get out of the creepfest that was the dark corridor.

"Not at all, my boy. I can get you your office back too, if you want. Is that what you want?"

His shift finally being over, Aidon walked out of the Hall of Prophecy. Before heading home, he decided to wander a bit. The gloom of the hall had really gotten to him. As his eyes adjusted a bit, he walked along the corridor.

Elijah hurriedly entered the corridor, chasing after his newest employee. Was this woman in her own world? She started heading off into a dark room and he grabbed her hand.

"Wrong way," he smiled, laughing at the possibilities of what would've happened if she'd actually tried to enter. He pulled her through a plain, black door, and as soon as he closed it behind them, the walls began to spin. "You just have to remember which one is yours," he nodded, waiting for the roller coaster ride feeling to pass.

The guy was catching up so she tried to enter the nearest door, which he promptly stopped her from doing. "Well you see, this is the whole reason behind this tour Mr Wright. I must say, you are such a generous man for taking your time out to do this," she patted him gently on the shoulder, since his head was too high up.

The walls began to move which took her by surprise at first, then gradually got used to it. Then they stopped.

Deciding to try and look more independent and determined she stepped towards the door directly in front of her and opened it to reveal a sheer mass of... brains! "Ahhhhhh," she screamed as she witnessed the most unexpected sight.

She closed the door immediately, "Maybe it's best you just lead the way Mr. Wright," she laughed to hide her embaressment after the screaming.

He laughed - actually, for the first time in days, he'd been so consumed with Kirk returning. "No worries. But do know, as an employee of the Death Room...you will be visiting the Brain Room rather regularly. I hope you don't mind corpses," he added brightly.

He looked to a door on the right, then pointed to it. "After this you should be able to ... feel ... which room is the right one to go in. It'll make sense, you'll understand."

He turned the knob and threw open the door, letting her enter the cold room first.

On his way from the break room to Mr. Wright's office, Isaac stuck a few of his memos on the wall of the corridor. The more there were, the better the odds were that the employees would see them, or even better, actually take a look at them. Maybe the bright purple letters would attract a few potential readers. He certainly hoped it would.

Irene is seen slipping down the corridor carrying a Suitcase-size box by it's handle. Covering the hand clutching the handle is a red glove. She walks quickly and eventually the sound of her high heels dies.

Elizabeth walked down the corridor, leaving for break...

Jack had just finished his working hours and was now on the way home.
As he wrapped himself up in his long black cloak he sighed as he climbed into the
rusty old lift which slowly started sending him upwards.

Looking down his pocket watch. he checked the time.Did he have long enough for a quick drink before home.

Stacey-Ann stepped out into the corridor glad the working day was finished and maybe she would have time to go a few drinks before heading home

As the door of the lift were about to close Jack saw a woman walking up the corridor. quickly putting his hand in the way he called
"you coming in?" he asked her as he held the door.

Stacey-Ann ran and entered the lift and said "Thanks for holding the lift"

jack smiled at the girl for a moment then replied
"No problem"

The girl seemed nice enough, slim, slender, and a cute smile.
"I'm Jack by the way, sorry you are?"
jack asked politly

Stacey-Ann smiled and said "I'm Stacey-Ann"

"well please to meet you" jack said smiling
"were are you off too now" jack asked her
wrapping his cloak around him

Stacey-Ann smiled and said "Well i was going to pub for a few drinks then i am off for home"

Lilly stepped out of the lifts, stumbling a little as she looked around. She fiddled with the lip of her sleeve as she made her way toward what she hoped was the Hall of Prophecy, for her very first day.

Irene Hurried down the corridor, nearly at a sprint, with a breifcase-like box in one hand, which had a red dragonhide glove on it. The saw a few other employees there, which she might've glanced to had she not been in such a hurry.

Her high heels echoed rather loudly because she was almost running, but right now, she really didn't care.

Lilly pressed herself up against the wall as the woman rushed past her. She glanced around as she began, once more, to make her way to her department

Irene quickly turned, she had nearly knocked that woman down, "Sorry! In a bit of a rush's all..."

She suddenly realised that she had not seen this woman in the ministry before, and was thoughtful enough to ask, "You lost?" It was at this point, she stopped, and caught her breath, having just sprinted all the way from the courtrooms.

Lillian considered the harrassed looking woman for a moment.

"Not lost, persay, but this is the right way to the Hall of Prophecy, isn't it?"

Lilly smiled shyly.

"First day."

Irene giggled, "Yes, Hall of prophecy, department of mysteries..."

She set down the large box, from inside it coming a glass clink!, and she flexed her wrist thinking.

"Ummm....there is is!" She pointed a few doors down to the left, "The one with the odd-looking doorknob."

Picking up the box again, she gestured a few doors before the Hall of Prophecy, on the right, "Brain Room."

When she realised that the woman had said it was her first day, her ears perked, "Really? Hall of Prophecy's an odd place to be stationed, but..." She looked around a bit, "Division Head's a bit wierder.", she whispered.

Lillian blinked.

"An odd place? And Mr Elric is stranger you say? How Intriguing."

Lillian fiddled with the thumb hole in her sleeve. She honestly couldn't understand why she had been assigned to this department, but her curiosity about being an Unspeakable, and need to learn made excitement bubble up in her. Suddenly remembering her manners, she held out her hand, which shook slightly.

"I'm Lillian Jones."

The shy smile appreared on her face again.