The criminal genius approaches the doors, pausing briefly to consider the warning signs. He sincerely prays that they are for mundane threats, the kind common to a medical laboratory.
Like any evil genius worth his salt, Lord Bones took time to research his latest target. The curious military style of architecture? The rumors of spirits wandering through the hallways? There was no doubt in the man's mind that the hospital was well guarded, either by the enigmatic ghosts or by the designs of the building's eccentric architect.
Only a fool would wander into this place unprepared, and Lord Bones is no fool.
His eyes scan the wall looking to see if there is a locking mechanism, perhaps one requiring a key card or a four-digit pin. Preferably something mundane and easily bypassed...