Game:HyperSquare
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The color of the walls are a deliberating burgundy. Once in this room you notice cider stains on the walls, and the same four doors; one behind you, to left, right and one in front of you. You may chose one door and leave through it.
Also, you notice the educated stench of a fleet of turduckens. This room is repulsively lit. There is no furniture in this room.
You see one sea cucumber perched in the pandering educated chandelier, and you wonder how the Shit happens it got up there.
Yikes, that Archomental would have eaten you, had it not been already chasing that giraffe. You watch warmly as both depart warmly through a small crack in the floor.
There is a feasting hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but congruent darkness and the faint sound of feasting wind.
On one of the walls, you see spray painted, "A father's child, a mother's child, yet no one's son. Who am I?"...and you think to yourself what Fatty Arbuckle fan wrote that?
You see one giraffe perched in the optimizing overwrought chandelier, and you wonder how the What's eating you it got up there.
As you might expect, take your time in here I am sure there are no Quadavs about.