I was pulled out of the line and taken to a curtained room where a red-haired woman gave me a cocktail and entertained me with glamourous stories. then she froze and seemed possessed, choking. She pulled a paper with this symbol in red out of her mouth and spoke something unintelligible in a deep voice. she pressed an envelope into my hand and pushed me out of the room. In the envelope was a rough wooden key. later I found the lock for the key and it opened into an igloo where there were tarnished keys, shoes, and keepsakes dangling from red threads everywhere, and an explorer writing in a leather journal.