[You find yourself standing in a lengthy hotel hallway. The decor is just as old as the elevator you escaped from moments before, although everything is worn and dilapidated. The floor is covered in a faded red and yellow floral patterned carpet; the walls are plastered with torn, ripped and tarnished wallpaper. The lights above you are dim-- so dim, that they cast a yellow glow around the area. Some of the light bulbs flicker on and off in random intervals, occasionally dousing the area in darkness]

[The hallway stretches ahead of you for what seems like forever, with no ending in sight. If you stare into the distance for too long, it almost seems to bend and shift and twist right before your very eyes, like someone decided to use the smudge tool on your surroundings. . .]

[Lining the walls of the hallway are twelve elevators, with six on each side. Each one is colored for each team in Kyriakos. Next to the elevators you see a sign: Floor 3463]