They Can Take This Job And Shove It!

"Grooowwll!" I howl and start biting and clawing at my tangled uniform trying to tear it off. It takes a minute or two but I manage to claw my way free, more by good luck than good management. The station is in chaos, there's blood on the floor and I can smell the scent of burning plastic: If I don't get out of here I may die!

1: I have four choices of where to go:
1a: Upstairs towards the Lieutenant's office and the sky bridge to the motor pool and parking garage.
1b: Downstairs towards the doors to the street outside and the drunk tank.
1c: Into the break room to snag some food before it gets incinerated...
1d: Across the hall to the strategy rooms, archives, and Bathrooms. (Bathrooms are another potential exit: The dumpsters are under the Windows: which no HUMAN could fit through, but my new body...)