Jack stopped at the door, his backpack slung across his shoulders. He quickly wiped the black goop coming from the eyeholes in his mask and opened the door. He pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt and kept his head down. Walking this way, however, caused him to get lost quite quickly. The black substance stained the front of his shirt now, and he cursed. "[color=black]Oh,shiz![/color]" Jack said it a bit too loud, and it echoed through the halls.