SCIENCE RUN

Loz was standing in the doorway of the MAILSTROM, holding a pan of extremely burnt eggs. She waved with her free hand, smiled, greeted Dr. Rööt and introduced herself. She also offered him the pan of burnt eggs, insisting that it "probably was ok".

The good doctor gladly accepts the eggs. "Just like how my aunt used to make them..."

He then leads the entire postal entourage into the building. The living room is... not looking good. All furniture is broken. There are bits of wood and stone everywhere. "I do apologize for the state of my room, but as I was dabbling with a physics Thought Experiment, an Incident has happened. I would have cleaned up by now, but my left arm was also ruined during the incident." He points dramatically to a metal prosthetic arm forlornly laying on the ground. It is broken in two... or wait, are those teeth marks on it?