The walls covered in peeling paint had been charred by the many people who frequently caught on fire. An Eve starred at a burn mark, contemplating how to minimize the amount that would appear. She thought about applying chemicals that were resistant to fire, or setting up force field along the walls. Strangely, it did not occur to her, that she could immediately lessen the amount appearing by putting out one of the workers who had been running around screaming for quite some time now.
	As the Eve starred intently at the wall, oblivious to everything else, the worker finally stopped screaming- because an old lady appeared out of nowhere and wacked him with a cane so hard he fell over. “The nerve of today’s youth, when I was young we did things right. Yep WE never caught on fire.”
	She continued to lecture him while he slowly burned. Someone was finally kind enough to put him out when they were at the “In my days, anyone who was on fire was looked down” part of the speech. The Eve that had been staring at the wall finally looked up to see that the area had gotten a lot more damaged, and that an employee had had most his clothes burnt off, and was still giving off smoke.

	As all that was going on, another Eve walked to overly complicated door that had an overpowered security system. She looked down at what appeared to be a pile of intertwined metals that wriggled about in her hands like she was reading off a screen. She knocked on the door and waited- for a long while. Assuming the door also had a camera to monitor the area, she spoke.
	“Excuse me, a black whole is currently forming inside your room. Could you please let me inside to clean it?”