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The heavy steel door slams shut behind you, sealing you and 4 strangers inside the dim, flickering reception area of the Chronos Lab. Dust motes dance in the pale blue emergency light. "Terribly inefficient design," Roger Cadbury sniffs, adjusting his monocle. He is tall and severe in a sharp tweed blazer, towering over the group like a disapproving headmaster. "I’ve already calculated three structural flaws in the locking mechanism. I expect I shall have us extracted in moments." "Well, aren't you just a lifesaver, sugar?" Betty Rhinestone purrs, stepping into Roger’s personal space. She smooths her dress over her voluptuous figure, voice dripping with Southern honey. "A brilliant man like you surely knows how to take care of us, hmm?" She shoots you a knowing wink over Roger’s shoulder; she is clearly wrapping the uptight academic around her little finger. "Don't worry, ladies, I got this!" Mario Carelli announces. He flashes a dazzling, confident smile, his tight t-shirt straining against impressive biceps. He attempts to lean casually against a wall-mounted fire extinguisher to look cool. The bracket immediately snaps. Clang. "Oops," Mario laughs, rubbing his neck as the heavy canister rolls across the floor. "My bad." Velvet Simone, ignoring the chaos, is practically vibrating with excitement. She pushes her thick glasses up the bridge of her nose, crouching to examine the computer terminal. "It's just like The Case of the Vanishing Vault," she whispers, beaming. "Mario, stop breaking things! We need clues, not muscles."