The lights flicker all around you as you walk through Room 89. You think it’s Rush or Ambush, so you hide. But after a few minutes, you realise that they’re not coming. So, tentatively, you walk on, turning the doorknob….to find yourself in a darkened, teal, long hallway. You hear the fizzle of static and then a shy, male voice.

U-uh…hey. I’m Halt. Y’know, and uh…you’re in my room now, so you gotta walk forwards and backwards.

Halt continues rambling as you walk forward