The large observer hands Spark a green and orange striped outfit, made specifically to stand out. It was a prison uniform.
"Follow me to the changing room. Be forewarned, there is no where to escape in there, and you'll have just three minutes, so don't try anything funny. You will be killed."
The Observer looks around, and when nobody is watching, he hands Spark an envelope.
He whispers to him.
"I'm not actually an observer. I'm an undercover Blank Slate agent. My name is Scyo, but- there's no time. Open the envelope in three days and read it's contents. It has a set of instructions. They are imperative to your escape. Do not tell a soul I was here, especially when you return to the world below. Godspeed, my friend."
Scyo quickly regains his previous demeanor, shoving him along, into a large building that looked like a government sanctioned lab of sorts, sleek and dark. The entrance opens, and Scyo shows an ID to the front desk. They step onto an elevator, heading down.
"If you have any messages you need to deliver, tell me them now and I will do it for you."