Inside the humid chamber you find a mass of flesh blocking your entry. There seems to be a dim light emanating from a rapidly shrinking gap within. You frantically search the area, producing a mop which you use to pry open the passage. You squirm your way through and find yourself in a new chamber. A table sits bearing cans of Fish Bits and room temperature Ant Molk above which a printout reads, "Refreshments". UBWU.
As you enter the craft there is a wet slurp as the toes of a human foot disappear into an opening in the floor. You stride over the remnants of an encampment strewn with empty tins which read "Misq". Your passage appears to be blocked my a swell of flesh. Beside you is a shovel with a gift tag affixed. It reads, "Dig deeper". Universe be with U
Dear passenger, we welcome you aboard. Unfortunately, due to a local arterial collapse you will be required to temporarily remain in the foyer. We have provided you with a tent, sleeping bag and a mop to clean the floor of viscera. UBWU
The Hyper Street has begun to wake.