<BGSOUND SRC="rebecca1.mid"> Examining Room You blink several times as you step into this room. Bright lights shining in your eyes almost blind you to the rows of observers watching you. You nervously try to hold your gown together in back as a lab-coated man leads you to an examining table. You try to explain that this is all a mistake, but no one will listen. Instead, the man, whom you hope is a doctor, begins to point to various parts of your anatomy. But, when he starts to remove your gown, you angrily run for the nearest door, which happens to be to the west.
You blink several times as you step into this room. Bright lights shining in your eyes almost blind you to the rows of observers watching you. You nervously try to hold your gown together in back as a lab-coated man leads you to an examining table. You try to explain that this is all a mistake, but no one will listen. Instead, the man, whom you hope is a doctor, begins to point to various parts of your anatomy. But, when he starts to remove your gown, you angrily run for the nearest door, which happens to be to the west.
You try to explain that this is all a mistake, but no one will listen. Instead, the man, whom you hope is a doctor, begins to point to various parts of your anatomy. But, when he starts to remove your gown, you angrily run for the nearest door, which happens to be to the west.