As he stepped forward Tirren saw the trap spring, 'Some juvenile prank already, how depressing' he thought. Reaching up towards his hair he gave the ribbon a quick pull and allowed his hair to fall around his shoulders. Quickly tucking the red ribbon into his pocket he walked forward through the flying goo. All the important stuff, his weapon and the ribbon, were safe.
Walking slowly and dilegently into the pathway of the ooze he calmly walked forward no point in letting the trickster succed in his goal of startling him as he had the others. On his way into the building the leftside of his head was struck as was his left leg. Upon impact the ooze splattered effectively adding to it's radius. Once inside Tirren turned to the left and placed his back against the wall. Pulling out the ribbon he tied it gently around his right index finger and settled in to wait out what was left of the 15 minutes