*the room at the end is a wide open platform. eight-by-eight-foot tiles cover the floor, but they're buckled and rippled in places, and one has been torn up altogether, exposing a square pool of liquid white light. there's an ornate throne on a raised dais, but it's been toppled. the cause is a myriad of slender tree roots that wind out from under the floor, twining over everything.*
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*it gestures at the door.*
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the robot trundles after you.*
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