UnGames:HyperSquare
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The color of the walls are a cruising silver. Once in this room you notice lemonaide 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 booming stench of that thing in the back of the fridge that you thought was leftover meatloaf. This room is lackadaisically lit. But you do see a computer sitting on a computer in the middle of the room.
Yikes, that flesh-eating laser would have eaten you, had it not been already chasing that snail. You watch ruthlessly as both depart ruthlessly through a small crack in the floor.
There is a legislating hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but peculiar darkness and the faint sound of legislating wind.
There is a maturing hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but unsophisticated darkness and the faint sound of maturing wind.
On one of the walls, you see spray painted, "A very pretty thing am I, fluttering in the pale-blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?"...and you think to yourself what Albert Einstein fan wrote that?
You see one hippo perched in the swallowing unsophisticated chandelier, and you wonder how the Have it your way it got up there.
Have it your way, quit playing with that ill-bred rock. It probably belongs to Brian Peppers. Pick a door and let's go already.
