[He stares for a moment, unsure what to think of how Duncan suddenly spazzed. It's not that much colder in the halls, is it? Or was it something else? The Djinn started down the halls, grabbing at the doorknob to the janitor's office and pulled when they arrived. It rattled, but didn't give]

Damnation. It's locked.

[The multiple tails twitched and ears laid back in agitation]