A small hatch opened from the ceiling in a dark room somewhere in the hospital. Jack laughed evilishly as he hit the floor and started to search for the archives. He stopped laughing pretty quickly. Dang.<br/>What Jack saw when he looked around was not the office he'd plan to sneak into. The room were strewn with various mops, chemicals and plastic bags. This wasn't the archives, this wasn't an office either. This was a friggin janitors storage. A wide flora of curses flowed from the wannabe patient. He didn't reach back into the shafts either. HE had to swallow his pride.<br/>From outside, the sound of small knockings came, then strong knocks, and after a while, full panic attack against the door of doom.