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It's early morning--- or at least, it feels like that--- as the sun shines through the curtains, bathing you with the unwelcome dose of sunlight. The room you're in is definitely not the last one you've slept it, as the unusual sight of misshaped furniture (is that closet leaning to the side?) and strange colors (really, a green toy elephant with glowing blue polka-dots, right next to your head?) might hint.
You can hear whispers of some voices through the walls, though it's hard to pinpoint what they are saying.
"Th-- muc----"
"D--- compla--- more --er"
All of a sudden, the voices stop, as if they never existed in the first place. The strange, hexagonal door creaks open, as if inviting you out of your room. Before you can even decide on it, the mattress you were laying on decides for you.
Feel free to fly out of your room when the mattress punts you out.
You can hear whispers of some voices through the walls, though it's hard to pinpoint what they are saying.
"Th-- muc----"
"D--- compla--- more --er"
All of a sudden, the voices stop, as if they never existed in the first place. The strange, hexagonal door creaks open, as if inviting you out of your room. Before you can even decide on it, the mattress you were laying on decides for you.
Feel free to fly out of your room when the mattress punts you out.