text: [Themes: Science Fiction, transformation]
  
  > look around
  This was the eastern quadrant of the dome, but something has fallen away and it is now a mangle of sheets of metal, intersecting skew-like. About halfway along, the roof is so low to the floor as to admit a mere few centimeters of space between. Wiring hangs from the neon light, but only the first segment is still lit. The loose panel is propped against the wall, revealing a promising, deep hole into the bowels of the dome.
  
  From the corridor outside you hear the swish-snap of the robot hatch.
  
  > go east
  The only exit is west.
  
  > go to the west
  The corridor curves southeast to southwest, smooth metal walls low
  and merging over your head. Portholes splatter the north side like bullet-holes. A neon striplight runs the length of the corridor, light leaking round the bends until it is cut on the west side by a robot-hatch, and on the east by an airlock door, which is open.
  
  To the south is the door back to the mortuary, a black glass panel by its side.
  
  > go west
  The robot's hatch is closed.
  
  > open hatch
  The hatchway will not open, will not budge and will not slide either.
  
  Through the door appears Victoria.
  
  > put the arm in the recess
  The hatch slides open for a brief moment, then slams shut. You put the arm in once more, and this time, slip through.
  
  The western side of the dome, and an area not designed for human personnel. Robot hatches stand secure at the north and southern ends, the latter a little dented, perhaps in the same explosion that damaged the east side. Portholes peer out in the dark, their ring broken by a passage to the west, opposite an open archway to the east.
  
  The norhern hatch flips open and out pops Victoria. She slowly lumbers southward, disappearing through the southern hatch.
  
  > Go north
  The hatch is shut.
  
  > put the arm in the recess
  Which recess do you mean, the dented recess, or the circular recess?
  
  > put the arm in circular recess
  The hatch opens; you dart through.
  
  The corridor curves southeast to southwest, smooth metal walls low
  and merging over your head. Portholes splatter the north side like bullet-holes. A neon striplight runs the length of the corridor, light leaking round the bends until it is cut on the west side by a robot-hatch, and on the east by an airlock door, which is open.
  
  To the south is the door back to the mortuary, a black glass panel by its side.
  
  > put arm in recess
  The hatch opens; you dart through.
  
  The western side of the dome, and an area not designed for human personnel. Robot hatches stand secure at the north and southern ends, the latter a little dented, perhaps in the same explosion that damaged the east side. Portholes peer out in the dark, their ring broken by a passage to the west, opposite an open archway to the east.
  
  > put the arm in the dented recess
  There is a dull click. It seems not to want to work. There could be a hundred finicky mechanical reasons why.
  
  > Go west
  This is just a short vestibule, from the airlock to the west to the main corridor back east. The airlock door is sealed, but looking through its panel, you can see a long corridor, leading off into the distance. This must be the umbilical to the rest of the lab.
  
  You spot a robot trudging along the curving corridor, disappearing through the southern hatch.
  
  > examine airlock
  The door is sealed shut. You can make out the opening mechanism - on this door it's near the top, out of reach for stumpy Dr. Kurner and probably your old self too. Set into the centre of the door is a viewing panel.
  
  > examine the mechanism
  Nothing fancy, just a large button that you'd need to jab. You just can't reach it, that's all.
  
  > go east
  Without something to poke that catch with - a broom handle, or something - there's no way through that airlock. Hopefully you can find something, though; as that's the way back to the lab.
  
  The western side of the dome, and an area not designed for human personnel. Robot hatches stand secure at the north and southern ends, the latter a little dented, perhaps in the same explosion that damaged the east side. Portholes peer out in the dark, their ring broken by a passage to the west, opposite an open archway to the east.
  
  Kathleen slips through the northern hatch and moments later exits to the south.
  
  > Go south
  That hatch is sealed to you, and likely to remain so.
  
  > Go north
  The hatch is shut.
  
  > put the arm in circular recess
  The hatch opens; you dart through.
  
  The corridor curves southeast to southwest, smooth metal walls low
  and merging over your head. Portholes splatter the north side like bullet-holes. A neon striplight runs the length of the corridor, light leaking round the bends until it is cut on the west side by a robot-hatch, and on the east by an airlock door, which is open.
  
  To the south is the door back to the mortuary, a black glass panel by its side.
  
  > Go south
  The door is closed and locked.
  
  Through the door appears Victoria.
  
  > look at the door
  It is locked, it seems. By the side, at shoulder height, is a black glass palm-scanner.
  
  The robot opens the hatch and rumbles through.
  
  > look at the scanner
  Flat black glass, a panel that uses all manner of fancy beams to read over your palm-print and check you are who you think you are. Unfortunately, it's not clever enough to realise you now think you are someone that you actually aren't. Or you think you are someone who you're not, but really are. Or something like that. Anyway, it's a pig-ignorant machine.
  
  > touch the scanner
  It bleeps red, displaying "PATTERN NOT IN DATABANK".