Head to the pool

You head towards the pool through the showers, wary of anything you might encounter. There's a corpse on the tiles, blocking one of the drains. It's bloated and giving off a bad smell, but otherwise, nothing is out of the ordinary. The showers still work, but the water is off colour, and smell faintly of rust. Even if you were **** with thirst you'd think thrice before drinking this. There's a sign on the wall, stating that there should be no running, no shoes, and that everyone must take a shower before heading on. You disregard all but the first, at least for the time being.

The stench of chlorine is overwhelming. It permeates every cubed inch of the air. You cough, almost unable to bear it. Everything has a slight yellow tinge to it. The pool is a standard size swimming pool, though it's half empty. Still enough water to submerge you completely however. It's murky, and not perticularly inviting. White and red buoys float on the top, and they occasionally bob up and down.

It's eerily quiet, and you get the sense that you're being watched.