Oct 15, 2010 18:45
[ You don't really remember getting here -- maybe you blinked, or walked through a dim doorway, or just woke up on the hard wood floor. No matter how you got here, the basic truth stands: You are somewhere else.
The room is maybe forty paces by fifty paces. Two adjacent walls are covered in books, like you might find in a library. The spines of the books are blank. The other two adjacent walls are covered in porcelain dolls -- none of them have faces. The middle of the room is made up like an office, there is a desk covered in blank papers. There are five pencils in a cup on the desk.
There are no doors or windows.
On the floor in the corner there is a series of buttons:
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