Hair Mask and the High Security Area

Hair mask walks up to the entrance, and with a surprising delicacy, offers up Bob's severed eyeball to the scanner. Dutifully, the steel doors slide open. The sound of the alarms ringing in the main building become distant and muffled. There is no light in the corridor. The floor is covered in a thick, luxurious carpet. Our feet tread silently as we advance towards a single door at the end,. A bright light shining within. Have you been in here before? Never. It's just a corridor with a room at the end. What's so secret about that? It depends what's in the room. In quickly. Going up. And it was probably