They were in Oswin's escape pod, little more than an open room with a small kitchenette, a hammock she'd rigged and the pilot's chair overlooking the controls. Her dress was red now, as it always was, and her wedge sneakers were back, along with a rose in her hair. The exit was boarded up.
"This is bad."
Oswin pulled away from Leto's arms and ran for the chair, picking up an old fashioned keyboard, typing rapidly. Nothing on the view screen appeared to be in English or any form of recognizable language, but Oswin appeared able to read it. "No, no, no!"
Oswin shut everything down and tossed the keyboard on the ground.
"We're back on the asylum. This is very bad." Oswin went for the exit and began to check the defenses.