Surprisingly the door opens easily revealing a large modern foyer, only partially spoilt by the slime trail left on the cheap carpet tiles by the creatures your chasing.
The trail leads to a double door at the rear of the room, but to get there you'll have to penetrate the bureaucracy and get past the fearsome guardian of the organisation: the pretty blonde receptionist!
You approach the reception desk nonchalantly as you can, ignoring the fact you have a pink bunny slime bouncing along beside you and recently a mad scientist would have swept through with an enthralled slime horde.
"Mmm! Mmm-mmm. Mm mmmmm mm mmm!" The receptionist mumbles away, somewhere between a groan of dispair, moan of pleasure and possibly a corporate greeting from behind their highly trained frozen smile. Now your closer the receptionist isnt all that they seem, instead of a pretty blonde its a male, completely held within the embrace of a thin translucent slime, which is in the process of converting its prisoner. The outer layer of slime has taken a vaguely humanoid female shape with the muzzle, tail and ears of a fox, foreshadowing of what the poor soul within is slowly becoming. As they change the slime changes colour, becoming a vivid yellow as it overcomes its captives will.