You emerge from a large, dusty hall into a room lined with server racks, and a small computer. Whatevers on it seems to have been repeating the words "AND THEY FELL INSIDE A HOLE INSIDE A HOLE INSIDE OF ME THEY COULDNT SEE AND THEY FELL INSIDE A HOLE INSIDE..." continuing on over and over again, seemingly for the last hundred years. A keyboard is visible, attached to the computer, with most of the keys missing, but enough there to type on. Green text flashes on the screen.