(Cut to the outside of Willow's dorm. Graham, Forrest and Riley are hiding in the bushes, peering at a tempeture sensor.)

GRAHAM: I'm getting a picture... Signature's locked.

Riely: What've we got?

GRAHAM: Humans of the freshman variety. 98.6, 98.6... Bingo! Got a cold one. Thermal output clockin' in at exactly... Room temperature. Vampire. Call in a standard triangle flanking maneuver.

RILEY: We're going in. I need a lockdown on grid 6.

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