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She's looking for paper.
She's not, like, the sort of person who usually goes wandering around places she hasn't been before, OK, she knows that's a really good way to get yourself killed, but she really needs paper if she wants to be able to print out some paperwork that she has to get in by noon, and not getting your paperwork in on time is also a great way to get yourself killed, so her options at this point are not great. This is getting to be kind of a theme in her life right now. She kind of wants to just give up. But if she gives up she'll, well, get herself killed, and then her kids will either be handed over to her parents or become wards of the state or something even worse, and she can't let the thing that she gets killed over be her failure to keep her printer stocked with paper, can she?
She finds the office supply closet fine. She finds some paper. And then she tries to open the door to return to her desk, and -
There is an inexplicable bar with galaxies out the window.
She closes the door. Opens it again. Still has a weird galaxy bar. She shuts it and opens it again, just to be sure that her options really are going places she's not supposed to go or starving to death inside the supply closet.
Eventually she wanders into the bar, stares out the window clutching her stack of printer paper, and tries not to give into complete despair about how she is definitely not getting her paperwork in on time.
