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[reincarceration]

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[reincarceration]

[ You open the door to this room and are greeted by white light. It's not bad, it isn't good. But it is very bright and you can't see anything. If you listen there is the desperate scrabbling of fingernails on plaster walls, but no matter where you look inside this room you can't see anything but white light. ]

[reincarceration]

[If you feel around, however, you will come up with a black king chess piece. ]