UnGames:HyperSquare
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The color of the walls are a suffocating gray. Once in this room you notice Worcestershire sauce 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 on edge stench of a Mahkim. This room is disturbingly lit. But you do see a zyborg and a zyborg sitting on a grumpily piloted table in the middle of the room. There are two purple chairs and two grumpily piloted books.
Yikes, that Dreamwolf would have eaten you, had it not been already chasing that fish. You watch virtually as both depart virtually through a small crack in the floor.
There is a rioting hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but complaining darkness and the faint sound of rioting wind.
There is a legislating hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but substandard darkness and the faint sound of legislating wind.
On one of the walls, you see spray painted, "I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit not alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, awaiting to be filled in the morning. What am I?"...and you think to yourself what Kevin Federline fan wrote that?
There are wildebeest funny bones and funny bones floating in a mercury-filled cauldron by the clammy fireplace.
In fact, take your time in here I am sure there are no Flumphs about.
