"...I wouldn't put it past them," she says cautiously. "But I didn't go anywhere, didn't walk through any weird portals or anything. I was in a hallway, and then I was somewhere else."

She holds up a hand, the tiniest shree of metal rubbing metal accompanying her fingers moving. "Magnets would never come off if they were powerful enough to clean these things up. And I don't want to have to disassemble them every time I have to clean them."