UnGames:HyperSquare
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The color of the walls are a writing red. Once in this room you notice port 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 luminous stench of Santa. This room is haphazardly lit. This uptight room is cluttered with all kinds of junk. You see a picture of Brian Peppers, a painting of what looks like Terror Lake, and muffin that was half eaten by a Skuttler.
The whale that was sitting still in a corner just went through the small hole in the wall. Close, but no cigar, that was close that could have been a Methuselah.
Yikes, that Dreadlord would have eaten you, had it not been already chasing that zebra. You watch abhorrently as both depart abhorrently through a small crack in the floor.
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 Bill Bailey fan wrote that?
The platypus that was sitting still in a corner just went through the small hole in the wall. Of course, that was close that could have been an Octorok.
For the most part, take your time in here I am sure there are no Ogiers about.
