The blue door.

As you push open the heavy blue door clouds of steam roll out to greet you. You cautiously step into the room and wave your hands to disperse the mist. The heavy, moist air clings to your skin and you can feel your shirt and jeans beginning to get damp almost immediately.

Hyper-alert, you keep advancing. At first you can hardly see anything, and expect some kind of ambush to strike you at any moment, but after about six paces the steam starts to thin and the room takes shape around you.

You're in a long, broad room that is dominated by a good-sized indoor swimming pool. The walls and floor are all covered with gleaming, sky-blue porcelain tiles and the ceiling is low. If you stretch you think you can easily touch it.

You look around for your opponent, but the place seems to be deserted. Next to the door you entered through are some wooden benches and a sauna-style brazier that must be the source of the clouds of steam that blinded you when you came in. At the far end of the room it looks like an archway leads through to a corridor, or another room.

You stand and wait, the muggy air making your clothes heavier minute by minute, but no-one appears. You cautiously explore the corners of the room where billowing vapor makes it hard to see, but no-one's there. Exasperated, you're about to head down to the far end of the room and go through the archway when you notice something on one of the benches - men's swim shorts.

You dismiss the idea straight away, but it gets hooked in your head somehow. The pool looks heavenly, and it would be so good to have a nice refreshing swim after everything you've been through so far. But then, maybe it's a trap...

Fuck it. Looking around to make sure you're not being sneaked up on you quickly strip off and slip the tight (or rather, very well fitted) trunks up your legs. You tuck your cock - which is still a little sensitive from the treatment its received so far, despite Black Rose's medicine - inside the trunks and can't help but admire the prominent bulge you're sporting. If only your cock wasn't the target here...

Then you take two steps and dive into the crystal clear water.