After all I've traveled so far

Right... so people are ranting and raving that the staff aren't telling us things. I got that. Also got they were a little shady on the whole dog-bite thing.

So, that in mind?

The hell else aren't they warning us about when we show up here? You know, so I don't get zombie-curse-bites in the future.

[The audio pauses.]

And... is there anywhere other than the tiny cell rooms to hole up in? Like. Not tiny cell rooms?

[The comm clicks on to a clipped, annoyed female voice. There are footsteps in the background, and her voice is echoing. She's on the move, but where exactly she's going is anyone's guess, at this point.]

Okay. I get it. Alternate universe, right? I tripped in the shower, fell into the refrigerator, accidentally summoned up a gateway to Cthulhu's penthouse suite. That's... usually the story.

What's the ritual or the quest to get out again? Barring that, where's the sacred whatsit I've got to pick up to open the door again?

[A pause.]

That's... assuming someone's around to actually hear this... and I'm not just talking to myself.

[There's a shaky inhalation.]

Jacob?