You are in the Tomb of the Unknown Implementer. A hollow voice says, "That's not a bug, it's a feature!"
In the north wall of the room is the Crypt of the Implementers. It is made of the finest marble and is apparently large enough for four headless corpses. The crypt is closed. Above the entrance is the cryptic inscription:
There are four heads here, mounted securely on poles. There is a large pile of empty Coke bottles here, evidently produced by the implementers during their long struggle to win totally. There is a gigantic pile of line-printer output here. Although the paper once contained useful information, almost nothing can be distinguished now.
Outside you can hear the lament of the damned.