Well...this was bad. A thick glass-looking pipe, just enough light to be able to see, and a very faint sound of singing. There seemed to be others in similar pipes as well, so at least he wasn't on his own. Or being chased. All in all, things could have been worse for Twitch.

Still, he was trapped inside a transparent tube, and there was seemingly no way of getting out. The macaw paced back and forth a little, glancing around nervously. "Okay," he mumbled to himself, "okay, you're stuck in a pipe, you can't get out, and you've no idea how you got here." His pace quickened slightly as he began to panic a little. "It's no big deal! You just wait for someone to open us up, let us know there's been some kind of administrative error, and then we can all head home!"

While he was going through his monologue, though, he completely missed the items stashed in the pipe with him. That is, until he trod on some kind of metallic block. Stopping, he looked down at what he had as company for the moment. A magnet on a string, and an ABBA tape. An escape kit would have been better, but...hey.

Clutching the string in his beak, he brought the magnet up first, half expecting it to cling itself to something, but no. It just hung there. The bird gave another cautionary glance at the others around him, before swinging the magnet into the pipe with a dull thunk. And then again. And again. Nothing happened, but at least he was trying.