Scarecrow walked along the corridor, which had doors on each side. Then his eyes caught on one door to his left. It had his name on it. He lifted his brow and tried the handle. The door wasn't locked so he went in.
The room was quite spacious. A bed and a desk was placed on the right side of the room, and a wardrope on the left. There was a door in the back of the room which was open: it was the bathroom.
Scarecrow walked further into the room and than just noticed the second door, and it was closed. He went and opened it. His eyes went wide. Behind the door was a little lab with shelves full of chemicals. He inspected the shelves and was pleased to find there was chemicals and mixes he could use to conduct more of his fear toxin. He didn't need worry to end up enduring this place without his gas.
Scarecrow felt a little tired so he decided to test drive his new bed. It felt comfortable enough. He napped for awhile before rising and exiting the room