WHITE STAIRS WITH DUSTY RED CARPET
You are running down the stairs and a giant spider falls down from the ceiling right in front of you, almost touching your nose. Both of you get scared and the spider runs away as quickly as it can. You hear the sounds of the well-behaved audience leaving the theatre behind you. They’ll be here in a minute. You keep your eyes on the spider and you see that it goes down a whole new corridor leading off of the hall that wasn’t there before; you feel tempted to follow the spider there. But from the corner of your right eye, you also notice the main entrance through which you could get out to the Hypnagora, which was where you came from.