The room was disturbingly clean. Matt was both impressed and ironically disgusted as he made his way slowly through, looking around. It was obviously a food counter, which was a signal that he was definitely going in the right direction.

Bobbing a little as he walked, Matt made sure to keep himself fully aware of his surroundings; he really didn't want to be caught off-guard while he was out alone like this. So far, though, he seemed to be in the clear.

Again, there was only one way to go, if he planned to continue on. Which he did. He started for the next door.