UnGames:HyperSquare
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The color of the walls are a bamboozling clear. 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 glycerin stench of a Nerubian. This room is suitably lit. There is sweet chilli sauce all over the floor. You wonder what happened here. There are pipes coming out of each wall, some of them are dripping sweet chilli sauce.
Yikes, that Squig would have eaten you, had it not been already chasing that yeti. You watch repulsively as both depart repulsively through a small crack in the floor.
There is a litigating hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but folksy darkness and the faint sound of litigating wind.
There is a sanctifying hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but wobbly darkness and the faint sound of sanctifying wind.
On one of the walls, you see spray painted, "What demands an answer, but asks no question?"...and you think to yourself what Jesus Christ fan wrote that?
There are ibis skins and skins floating in a boiling oil-filled cauldron by the oozing fireplace.
Close, but no cigar, quit playing with that wobbly codpiece. It probably belongs to Simon Cowell. Pick a door and let's go already.
