She looked at the ceiling and above the third stall, was the vent. She felt for her dagger in it's holder. It was there. She sighed. The bathroom was empty luckily. Ama entered the third stall and pulled out her dagger. She unscrewed the two right screws with the tip of the dagger's blade. She opened it and stepped on the tοilеt's seat, gripped the entrance of the vent and climbed in.