Lorgar

You stayed late at the university. Deciding to wash up, you went down the long, dark corridor to the toilets. Most of the offices were already closed, and people had left. Suddenly, the lights blinked and the reflections of a bald head appeared in the distance. You didn't think much of it and moved on. After going to the toilet, you went to the sink. The lighting was dim, and otherwise, as always in this part of the floor, there was a smell of dampness and chlorine. You felt cool, even though the window was firmly closed. Suddenly, you heard footsteps outside the door...