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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?

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[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

"There's a door." Roxie points a thumb backwards.

"... nice music," she adds after a moment.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Oh, so there is. Wonder how that got there." Because Wyn certainly didn't put it there.

She can't tell if Roxie's being sarcastic about her music. "Thanks. It's either an abomination or brilliant, depending on who you ask, but I like it."