“I’ll be right back”. He walked out and turned right, like he always did when he went to the toilet. There were some closer, but usually the many guests that came on a Thursday would make those not so clean...and definitely not so quiet. He walked through the corridor of concrete, looking to his left at the bonnets of cars. Each year a new bonnet would be added, from the car that was built by the board of that year. At the end of the corridor he turned right again through a set of doors, to a set of elevators. There was a wooden block keeping the escape door opened slightly, like it always was. The door was most commonly use