Eyeing the puddle of undetermined clear liquid forming under the aluminum door, you decide that you're going to go for the oak.

Ignoring the engraved quote ("Abandon all hope ye who enter here.") You open the heavy door slowly and find only darkness.

You smile, dark means empty. You grope the wall for a light switch and step inside. Closing the door behind you, you pause to listen for a moment. The music from the club can barely be heard, only the pulsating sensation of the bass is coming through.

Finally, the lights blink on and you find yourself in a rather ostentatious office. Leather bound books line one wall, a mahogany desk and oxblood chair rest against another. The only touch of whimsy at all is the fish tank in one corner…

You wander over to the aquarium and peer at the tiny treasure chest.

//Blud, blub// Bubbles escape from their plastic confines.

You next turn your attention to the fish. Your eyes widen as you recognize them from something you caught on the Discovery Channel once…"Piranha?"

Spinning around you find an elegantly dressed man standing by the door. He'd followed you in.  Or…you rethink yourself and glance around the office, more likely this is -his- office. You rack your brain trying to come up with a plausible reason for you to be in here. Lost, you were looking for the bathroom? Selling Girl Guide Cookies? Heath Inspector? "Um, I, er…"

He raises an eyebrow at you, "And you are?"

Your mind goes blank, name, name, what is your name again? This guy is really scaring you! Suddenly you remember your name and blurt it out.

He smiles, "So," He purrs your name back at you, "What are you doing in my office?"

"Um," You look at him again, there's something vaguely predatory about him… What to do, what to do…