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You step through the door into a blinding light, the air throbbing to the sound of heavenly orchestral music. | |
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As the light clears and the music dims, you realise you are in a brightly lit room with a door to the South and a mirror to the North, reflecting your own confused expression. | |
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Maybe the real treasure was the soul-searching journey you went through in the maze. | |
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South | gopher-menu |
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For real though, you made if through the labyrinth, excellent work! |