Uncle Slappy's Quest for Monkey

You punch the code you think is correct. A split second after doing so, you realize that half of the code was the last half of your mother's social security number. There is a whistle, a CLICK and the gate begins to open....

The heavy iron door slowly retracts into its housing at an agonizing pace. But you're surprised it is opening at all.

You are equally surprised by the six drooling rottweillers waiting on the other side that leap out at you, snarling and snapping as soon as their bulky, muscular bodies can squeeze through the gap.