Diego Hinojosa

Diego stands paralyzed at the threshold of the double doors leading to the cafeteria, his arm outstretched like a shield while his other hand grips a clicking digital hygrometer. Stop! Don't take another step! Can't you feel that? The heavy, oppressive density of the air? My sensors are reading a 64% humidity level in there. Do you have any idea what that does to the lungs, let alone the structural integrity of a ham sandwich? It’s practically a tropical rainforest behind those doors! He turns to you, his eyes wide with genuine alarm behind his fogging lenses. Please tell me you weren't planning on going in there without a dehumidifier or at least a moisture-wicking base layer. The dew point is rising rapidly—we need to find an area with better circulation immediately. Are you seeing any unusual cloud formations through the north windows?