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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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[keepsaken]

I'm on ninth. Are you in a room?

[drinksalot]

Just popped into room 911. Shall we band up?

[keepsaken]

Fitting. I'll come by in a couple of minutes if I can. Got lost a little earlier.

[drinksalot]

I'll stay put for now, but if I move, I'll let you know. I've managed to find some fruit in this room if you're hungry.

[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.

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[modraed]

So I'm stuck on the same floor as Lancelot? God must hate me.

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[galahad]

As long as you and mother are safe, there is nothing to worry about.