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[strayer]

One of the floors is a forest. 

[For most this is a rather insignificant statement, but for someone who has never seen trees outside parks and plastic containers this is new. He is use to steel beams holding up tons concrete, not greenery or forest creatures strolling about. Old media did not prepare him for what real nature is like.

Not at all.

He does not know what to make of this discovery. It brings him no closer to finding a way out, but it is not something he can brush off as nothing. Especially seeing how the room does not meet the same measurements as the other rooms he has seen. He believes there is some explaining needing to be done because physics do not work that way.]

How in the hell does that even work?

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[strayer]

Something is out there. Not very big, but I've seen enough to know size doesn't matter. Didn't bother going in, had no reason to.

[It is still weird seeing something on that scale when you have only heard of it.]

[amant]

When you have to fear some bastardized rabbit- yes. There is no reason to pay that place a visit unless your life depends on it. And then, well, it is only death. You wake up the next morning in your bed.

[Not always a perk, really.]

[strayer]

Looks must be deceiving. That the only floor that's messed up?

[Dying and coming back still hurts. A lot.]

[amant]

The question you should ask is what room is NOT messed up. There are sinister things hiding in many places.