And there I sat, drowning in a sea of absurd relics from a forgotten decade, wondering who and where I was. What now? What’s next? This was the waiting room from hell. I felt like I should take a number and wait for the nurse to call my God damn name. That is, if anybody even know what my name was. I needed a fucking miracle, but I would settle for
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I believe I have gleaned insight into the nature of the Baron's prison... the unusual height of the ceilings is what triggered the thought.
You have perhaps heard of a HYPERcube... which is a cube extruded into the fourth dimension? As we all know there is a FIFTH DIMENSION, a somewhat-known pop group that performed the song "Age of Aquarius", which was an (in)famous hippie anthem. The unusual dimensions of your prison have led me to conclude you are indeed trapped in a HIPPIEcube which is just like a HYPERcube rotated through a Patchouli Transformation along the temporal axis.
Good luck Baron, I hope my advice can aid you in some way.
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