After what can only be described as a journey through the sixth circle of hell, the group continues across the campus and arrives at what looks like a military base. An armored building with patrolling guards overlooks a desolate, triangular park.
“Here, you see the place where KTH lost ground to its rival institution, the Swedish Defence University,” dAnkan explains while looking at a map.
“When KTH ran into financial troubles, the Defence University took the opportunity to occupy some of the land, which included the beloved L-building.”
“Who exactly loved the L-building?” asks a curious participant.
“That’s a good question,” replies dAnkan, focusing on positive affirmation. “Anyway, they also tried to get into the underground reactor hall, R1, but with no success.”
dAnkan ushers the group toward the entrance of R1. Besides the door, you find a terminal that is showing images of buildings.
“The password to enter the reactor hall has been obfuscated with knowledge that the bozos at the Defense University could never learn: the names of the KTH buildings. You need to group them up and extract some sort of key. Just decode it with something technical, quackologists love nerdy stuff. You can give this a try while I keep the Defence University guards at bay,” says dAnkan, slowly lifting their sandwich.
You’re starting to suspect that this dAnkan might not actually be a guide employed by KTH after all.