Oswald and Lewis wandered into a large room with what looked like multicoloured tiles on the floor.
"That sure is ugly," Oswald giggled, scooting around the tiles.
"You got that right," Lewis mused, taking a mouthful of buzz beer. "Hey, what are these," he added, picking up a pair of clear glasses from one of the many glass shelves.
"They look like glasses," Oswald nodded.
"No really…I thought they were coasters," Lewis sarced.
"No way…the beer would slide right off," Oswald grinned.
Lewis shook his head in disbelief and put the glasses on.
"C’mon there’s got to be one somewhere," Kate whined as she searched in desperation for a bathroom. She raced down several glass corridors until she came to the only door she hadn’t been in. "Well if there’s not one here I’ll go anyway" she sighed and twisted the knob. To her delight it was a bathroom. "What weirdo makes a bathroom with glass walls," she gasped, noting the lack of privacy. "Oh well…as long as Oswald and Lewis are downstairs I should be fine."
Mr Wick staggered into the basement, still giving the occasional cry for his ‘mummy.’ As he caught sight of a large black leather bag, his senses returned to him.
"Ahh my payment for leading Carey here." He grinned maliciously and wandered over, picked up the bag and turned to leave.
He didn’t notice the mechanical device behind him had begun to move.
Drew turned to Chesterfield who was sipping a martini. "What is this place man?" he asked.
"A bastard to clean," Chesterfield smiled.
"You know that’s not what I meant," Drew sighed.
"Look…as long as you wear these you should be fine," Chesterfield perked, handing Drew a pair of glasses.
"How am I supposed to wear these?" Drew huffed, trying to fit the glasses over his own.
"It’s your choice," Chesterfield mused and sauntered off into another room.
"I’ve got to find the others, this place is creepy…and I’ve got a craving for pizza," Drew said to no one in particular and started off down a corridor.