The old lady who takes tickets comes over to me and hands me a note. It's a message from Doan - he's been called into an emergency session of the funding committee. He apologizes and suggests I start the Hall Of Disasters without him, and he'll catch up with me later. When I enter the Hall, I am amazed at how huge this exhibit is. The program lists more than 300.
Science has a different meaning here.
I wander over to the Camouflage Disaster. I can't see anything other than the walls and the door, and a grease mark on the floor. Over time, it consumed the visibility of everything he stored there. Please use the provided viewers to see first hand the effects of Camouflage. The viewers look like safety goggles for a chemistry lab with microcircuitry laced across all surfaces.