You walk along the hall scanning left and right and waiting for your eyes to adjust to the darkness. You walk slowly as to give yourself time to scan for even the smallest of objects that could provide help. The ugly wallpaper seems to sweat with the moisture spattered from the pneumatic tube behind you.
Along the wall to your right you see a large painting hanging centered and stiff. Its frame is of wood and its contents seem strange, outdated and bewildering. You wonder what kind of person would hang such a thing. But you know that it is old and it is probably worth some money. But it’s not something that is going to help here, you think, so you continue towards the end of the hall and can hear more sounds of hissing ahead of you.
As you reach the end of the hall you can see that there is another hall running perpendicular towards you. It is a considerable bit wider than the hall from whence you came but at its end, much like yours, there is a source of light from the diodes that rivet the exterior machinery of the pneumatic tube.
Along a wall across from the newly found hall there is a large metal door. This door is something like what would be on a large ship with a large wheel that seals the door in place. Around the corner, steps inside this larger hall, there is another door.
Finally, creeping along the wall you see a man in yellow coveralls and as he nervously turns his head your way you peek your head back around the corner. With exhilarated breaths you ponder your next move.
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