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insertmeathere2009-11-05 08:54 pm
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You find yourself in a place.
This place, in fact, is somehow, inexplicably, a reflection of your own mind.
There are a few doors scattered around. They don't belong—they are styled to belong to other places. Stepping through the doors lets you visit the places like this that belong to the people you know.
What do you do?
This place, in fact, is somehow, inexplicably, a reflection of your own mind.
There are a few doors scattered around. They don't belong—they are styled to belong to other places. Stepping through the doors lets you visit the places like this that belong to the people you know.
What do you do?
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There is one window which seems...out of place.
Not that the haphazardly placed windows really have much place, but this one seems even more odd.
It seems to show absolutely nothing behind it. Only black...or white...or perhaps some odd shade of gray. It's rather difficult to tell. The mind can be a rather nebulous place, after all...