The speaker felt the small vibration in his ear before he heard the instruction. As soon as the message stopped, he turned, and began to walk briskly down the corridor. As he walked, the hallway began to slant downwards and turn slightly. The fluorescent lights guided him down the spiral for many long minutes. Finally, the hall straightened. A red carpet stretched above the previously barren floor to an etched stone doorway. Cameras clustered on the ceiling like bats, watching everything. The Sspeaker stopped for a moment, awed. Though the entryway was not particularly grand, that which it guarded held such meaning the speaker couldn't do anything but stare for a time. His ear vibrated again, and the message was relayed as before. Remembering himself, the speaker took a breath, and walked to the door. He raised a hand to knock as he had been told.
In the silence of the shadows, the scream was clear. The man in the shadows was again pleased. Not only was the speaker removed, completely erasing the existence of the previous guards, but his defenses still worked well. His hands cracked as he flexed them, and began to type anew.