He turns Right

The naked, goo covered man chooses to turn right for no other reason then a wall to lean again. He's still woozy and disoriented, the answer to the basic question of who he could be still escaping him. He couldn't even find clothes but at least nobody else was here to point him out on that. That brings up a good question too - where was everyone? With the exception of the cloth remnants occasionally seen this part of the building was impeccably clean.

It's toward the end of the hallways he sees possible partial salvation. A door hanging open, a look inside shows a bank of computer terminals - maybe he can find out more about this place and who he is? Then again, he's still covered with that yellow-green goo. Maybe he should look for the showers first so that he doesn't get any of this stuff on sensitive equipment.