The security for the 2nd floor consists of a guard on a stool at the foot of the stairs wearing headphones with his eyes closed, apparently fast asleep. You creep past him and climb the stairs quickly and quietly. The din of chattering interns dies away as you go up, ascending into a tomb-like silence ends in a dimly lit hallway of offices.

A breakroom is first on your left, a harshly-lit little room with an array of coffee makers and an ancient, wheezing fridge. To the right, a door with a bathroom sign. You push open the door and there are couches everywhere. You take a cautious step inside. There is a line of filthy bidets and a large medical aid station. You back out slowly.

You walk further down the hall to the first office door. You put your ear to the door and listen. Nothing. You try and the knob and it turns.

DO YOU enter the office? TURN TO PAGE 41

DO YOU continue down the hall? TURN TO PAGE 42