Pushing away the notdoor reveals a dense, palpitating interior musculature of wire and pipe. A yellow waxlike substance spurts onto your hands from an unseen duct - motivational posters, disturbed by your passage, flap frantically against your face before darting back to watch you from high crannies. Seemingly limitless amounts of electrical wire are spilling out into the warm sludge corridor while emitting a horrible noise. You try to stick the door back on while looking nonchalant. |