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[drinksalot]

[Lancelot didn't make it home from the pub. He was walking out the door when he found himself walking into a room that bore no resemblance to any street of New York he knew. Heavily, he sat down on the bed with the bamboo headboard. Another game, eh? He wanted to get in a nap, but necessity demanded he keep conscious for the time being. Even if the

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[vanquisherofall]

I haven't been able to find an exit or a way off this floor yet. I'll try to join you.

[keepsaken]

Alex, come to 911 if you can make it.

[vanquisherofall]

I'm on my way, Wes.

[drinksalot]

I would try breaking a window and jumping, but I'm not feeling particularly suicidal today. Looks like room 911 is the place to be for now.

[vanquisherofall]

Neither am I. Hopefully we won't have to resort to that either. I'm on my way.