The Strange Room

You are standing in a strange room of squishy, dark grey walls. An empty can of what looks like dark grey paint is lying here, as if discarded. Next to it lies a tool that looks like a cross between a shovel and a spatula. And bits of black material are scattered over the floor. More worrisome, an empty box labelled "Gravity" is sitting, half-crushed, next to a spray can labelled "Air."

There's a passageway, made of the same gross grey material, leading northeastward.

Isn't it great how your internal cyberspace compass never wavers in its accuracy, even though you can't imagine how this place could ever have a tidy, Earth-like magnetic field?

Go northeastward.

Exit back to my homepage.