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Krycek stepped out of the Dean's office, sighing as he realized they hadn't accomplished much and the frogs would still be in their dorms until such time as an exterminator might show up. "That was a waste of time," he grumbled, making sure the door was shut behind D'anna before he spoke.

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The room beyond the door was big and dark and humid. The light spilling in from the hallway showed that the room wasn't empty though. Two large boilers blocked the view of anything beyond them. And frogs. Lots of frogs.

The frog song started up shortly after the door opened. Beginning at the far end of the room, it progressed back toward Krycek and D'anna.

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Automatically reaching out, Krycek felt along the wall for a light switch - which he found and flipped.

The resulting light was rather dramatic, two rows of lights turning on to show the room and all its amazing frog-covered glory. "Oh lovely."

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"Wall to wall frogs, just what I've always wanted." D'anna muttered as they moved further into the room.

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It is now obvious that this is a machine/boiler room. The walls are lined with large machinery of various types and several boilers stand in a line running down the center of the room. Pipes dominate the higher spaces of the room.

Frogs sit on every available surface. It is impossible to distinguish the frogs they followed into the room, but there is an obvious "highway" moving through the room. It winds left around the line of boilers.

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The boiler room was almost too warm, the boilers themselves working hard to provide for the school above them and consequently putting off no little heat into the room that contained them. With the frogs around, it had to be damp as well and it made it feel nearly like a steambath.

As they waded through the frogs, Krycek could feel himself sweating already and that was irritating - he hadn't exactly planned on this trip and his sneakers weren't nearly as good for this as his boots would have been. He glanced around the room, finishing up at the 'highway' of frogs and grimaced. "Nice of them to provide us with a sign, I suppose." Looking back at D'anna, he shrugged. "Seems like we should follow."