[He wasn't the only one suffering from some serious technical difficulties.]
[By the time Iris reached his door, she had a large bruise starting to form on one cheek, her clothing was soaked, and there was a distinct smokey smell to her hair. Leaning against the doorway, she winced as she struggled to catch her breath. Glancing up with a wince.]
Phase I
[By the time Iris reached his door, she had a large bruise starting to form on one cheek, her clothing was soaked, and there was a distinct smokey smell to her hair. Leaning against the doorway, she winced as she struggled to catch her breath. Glancing up with a wince.]
...Feenie?
Where are you?