Neck Deep in Jazz
As tempted as you are to follow Halo (a wink and a smile from her, of all people, what did you do to deserve that?!) your curiousity has been piqued by the suspicious-acting Judge and you can't resist the urge to see what he is up to. Knowing you are risking expulsion from the party a second time, you carefully make your way to the stage door through which the Judge vanished, keeping one eye on Anderson and the other Judges to make sure they don't notice you. Arriving unseen, you gently lower the handle and push the door open. Stepping into a small, dark hallway, you notice an open door ahead from which light is streaming. A rustling sound is coming from within. Tip-toeing up to the door, you press yourself back against the wall and crane your neck to peer inside, finding a Christmas-themed dressing room...and a near-naked red-haired female bound and gagged in a chair before a dressing table!
In the mirror, you see her eyes flick towards you, rolling as if trying to tell you something. "Hey, what's going on?" you ask, stepping into the room, only to stop in your tracks as your eyes go to a Christmas tree you couldn't see before. The Judge you followed is standing before it, holding a gift-wrapped parcel in one hand and his trombone in the other.
His helmet is off and resting on a nearby table, and as he turns around to face you, you realise he isn't a Judge at all, but a robotic imposter! "Stay back!" the 'Judge' snaps, holding up his parcel, a parcel you can tell - by the large chunk of C4 and timer attached to it - does not contain chocolate or lingerie. "Don't move! This party is officially over...and I'm about to wrap it up!"
Make a run for it and call Anderson, or...
Do as you're told and stay put?