Cameron reached an area where there were two open doors. The room on his right appeared to have a vault. He could see a wall with glass on the wall in the room on his left. It revealed a room on the other side of it that his wife was in.

"Christine!"

He almost walked into the room, but the door closed after he heard a buzz. He found another tape that had been taped to the door in front of him. He got the tape off of the cassette tape and inserted the latter into the walkman, awaiting instructions:

Behind this door, you will see your wife Christine. She has a test of her own. The only way to open this door is if you go into the other room behind you and get the key out of the vault. The combination can be found up against the wall.

Cameron walked into the other room and looked around. He could see a hole that he could fit his head into. He was afraid to take off his mask, so he fit his head into the hole with the pig mask on. He didn't do it without hurting his neck.

"Ow!"

He could see a wall in another room. There was a message that looked like it could have been written in blood. If it wasn't, then perhaps it was just red paint. The message: SPREAD YOUR ARMS.

"What the fuck?"

Cameron didn't understand what it meant at first, but then he began moving his hands across the wall until he found a weak spot on both sides of his body. He punched the weak spots until he created two holes. He put his hands into the holes and tried feeling around on the other side of the wall. He could feel numbers that were scratched upside-down into the wall. He pulled his arms and head out of the holes and went over to the safe to use the combination.

"Seven, three, two," he said out loud to himself. The vault was unlocked, and he was able to obtain the key. He walked over to the door across the hall from this room and unlocked it. He opened the door and saw his wife again through the glass. "Christine!" He couldn't open the door to the room she was in, not even by using the key. He found another tape on the floor and played it on the walkman:

"Your wife cannot hear you. As a director, you cannot interfere with the 'scene' that's being shot. You are, however, allowed to watch and follow her through your own path without being in the same room as her. That is, assuming that she will follow her own instructions and live. If she does just that, you may be able to see her at the end of this 'production'."

"Shit!"