Stumbling out of the party

Filled with utter confusion, anger, but more so curiosity, I stubble out of the large gathering. Who knew pushing people out of the way could be such a chore. Anyhow, I need to get to the bottom of this, Terresa is counting on me.

You walk down a shady corridor. Not so shady compared with normal standards, the corridor feels filled and lively as hot pink neon signs litter the matte black wall, saying things such as “chill” and “time to relax”. However, despite the company of the neon signs, there is nobody in your way, just the muffled sounds of the crowd clapping and cheering as you stray further and further. You continue to walk forwards, and meet the end of the corridor. A posh chandelier hangs from the ceiling. 

You hear a ding, the elevator in front of you opens, awaiting a passenger. However, on the left, a door opens into a large, almost endless staircase. You can use these to find the man behind it all, but which one will you decide to use?

Use the stairs

Use the elevator