A nondescript concrete door rests quietly in the shadows at the far side of The Freudian Slip. Several deep red splotches stain the floors and wall nearby, as if something had once leaked through the cracks of the doorframe. These marks, however, are so faint it appears that someone has spent hours trying to remove them.

An intimidating lock securely bolts the door shut. Hanging near the door handle is a hastily-written note, not so subtly suggesting a prompt and hurried departure. The corner of the note seems to be smudged with something strongly resembling a bloody smear.

Description taken from RCPedia.