Exit Keto, Centre Stage, Through Chute

Who: Keto, Cerebrum
Where: Psychiatric Offices
When: Zero hundred zero hours
<<SNIP>>
> "Have a nice day." He then tapped a button on his desk, opening up a
> trapdoor under Keto.
<<END SNIP>>
There was a long silence. Then Keto looked down.
"It's under construction," muttered Cerebrum, as the doctor saw the
big sign beneath his feet that stated boldly 'Trapdoor Currently Out
Of Order, Please Use Other Disposal'.
"Don't think that this is over," snapped Keto, and turned on his
heel to walk out.
There was a rapidly receding wail heading down towards the bowels
of the ship.
"It *did* say Other Disposal," mused Cerebrum, his finger returning
from the second trapdoor button.
<< Somewhere Deep In the Belly of the Ship >>
Among the dusty, rusted-over panels, a newly-installed one suddenly
opened with a hiss. Two seconds later, a loud scream was sharply
curtailed by Dr Xavier Keto shooting out of it, bouncing off the
floor and almost flying straight over the edge of the gangway he had
landed upon, dangling directly over what appeared to be some kind of
ore crushing apparatus.
"Where the hell am I now?" grimaced Keto, gripping a possibly
broken arm and climbing to his feet, "Holly? Holly, you hear me!?"
There was no response.
"Fantastic," cursed Keto, and began looking for an exit.
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OOC: Sorry, got to dash to a lecture, I am keeping up with the posts
though!