In front of two closed doors, Killer paced back and forth, looking down at his schedule with his face scrunched up in confusion. He was on time, but the doors to the lecture hadn’t opened yet. Now, the skeleton was confused, unsure if he was even in the right place. Glancing over towards the footsteps approaching, he gave you an awkward smile, walking over towards you.

Hey stranger! Do you know if this is room 54? This map is not helping me one bit. It says 54 on the door, but there’s not a soul inside, am I in the right place??

After a few minutes of comparing schedules, you realized that you and Killer had the same class, but were in the wrong building. The numbers happened to be smudged, giving the illusion of a different place.