<div align="center">(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6674204277_ee99e3ac3c.jpg)<br/></div><br/>Miss Davidson continued along the hallway. As she ventured forward, the floor began to grow more sticky. It was dark, so the doctor couldn't see what was beneath her heels. As she drew just near the center, she leaned down, sticking her finger into the substance and drawing it back to her mouth. It was a strange substance, feeling a bit like a thick gel. She smelled and tasted the substance, but she couldn't figure out what it was. A few more steps and she had reached the center of the crossroads. Her shoes were a few inches deep in the substance now, though she couldn't realize that she was in the middle based on that alone.