She is unlucky

Valerie ran into the room, closing the door behind her. She rushed to her locker where she had left her blazer. The door was ajar, which made her do a double take. She opened it slowly, the feeling of dread growing inside her as the inside of the locker came into view.

It was empty.

She couldn't help but curse out loud. Why were her clothes not in the locker? She looked around, and noticed that many other lockers were also open, their contents empty. Her gaze finally fell on a sign taped on the door.

ROOM CONTENTS IN PROCESS OF DECONTAMINATION.
PLEASE CONTACT MATERIALS R&D FOR RETRIEVAL.

Oh god, she thought. The gas leak must have been some kind of dangerous and/or classified substance, and it usually meant that getting them back fast wasn't usually on the cards. Especially not for her, who needed something to wear right now.

She opened the door and peeked out, only to find the corridor empty. Both the janitor and her towel were gone. That bastard must have taken her towel and hightailed it, she thought. She would rather not imagine what he would do with it. She looked at a clock on the wall and realized she didn't have any time left - if she wanted to get to Chief's office, she needed to get going now.

She stepped out of the room, briskly walking towards the nearest elevator. She pressed the button to call it, praying she would make it in time before anyone would see her. The next minute was spent nervously glancing around her and praying she wouldn't encounter any of her colleagues.

Mercifully, the elevator was empty when it arrived. She stepped inside and pressed the button for the top floor, where Chief's office was. The doors closed and the elevator began its ascent, while she hoped nobody else would see her in her current naked condition.