Clara took the ice pick, twisting it to score the air duct, then pushing it through quietly, keeping an eye on the vampire through the scope as she did so.

No notice. This was very good.

The ninja slowly and silently withdrew a small straw and pouch from her waist, hand awkwardly moving in the tight space of the air duct. She withdrew four tiny darts from the pouch, three with a small red dot and one with a blue dot. She loaded a red one and wriggled her way over the top of the newest hole she had created.