You pull the lever anyway
Just then, the the mirror splits with a loud crack, scaring you half
to death. Barbara then appears in a poof a smoke. She is dazed, but
otherwise unharmed.
After the two of you catch your breath, Barbara asks you where she is.
"Great," you think, "You got us into this mess, and
then you go and lose your memory. Could this day get any worse?"
As if in answer to your rhetorical question, you suddenly hear loud
footsteps coming towards you.
You charge down the hallway in the opposite direction and, seeing a
dead end, grind to a halt.
Do you...
Well, what do you know? Nothing bad happened.
And here you were thinking you had just signed your death warrant.
Good thing you were wrong.
