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[i]As you approach the mysterious box, you are distracted by a noise. You turn to see what the noise is and something catches your eye.[/i]
[i]For some reason, there is a hatch in the floor that you never noticed before. It appears to be locked. Perhaps there was a key in the box that you were about to open..[/i]
[i]You decided to continue opening the box in case it holds a key to the hatch, but upon opening the mysterious box, you find a mouth gag. You aren't sure, but perhaps this could be used somehow later?[/i]
[i]You have two choices. You can either wait for something else to happen or you can knock on the black door.[/i]
Choose number 1 to wait or number 2 if you want to knock on the black door.
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2 knock on the black door and ask for weed
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[i] You got what you asked for. Upon enjoying your prize, you pass out. You wake up as high as can be. You don't remember your name but those ice cream cakes were delicious. They really should put more chocolate chips in them though. It's like the few chips that are in there keep getting stuck in your teeth. Maybe if there were more, you could eat them without needing to floss afterward. Who flosses, anyway?[/i] [i]You thought about leaving the room, but there's this awesome light that keeps flashing on one of the cameras in here and it reminds you of a song. If you had your guitar, maybe you could play it. You don't have your guitar. No, I said you DON'T have your guitar. *sigh* Fine, sing the stupid song.[/i] [i]After singing your ridiculous song about some flying pony or something that has a "shiny, round tail" you basically just sit in that first room for like.... well, forever. Yeah, you totally died in there. You shouldn't have been so high. Place is crazy, bruh. Be prepared next time. For real.[/i] Your game has come to an end. The Mystery Box demands more sacrifices... from coherent, lively individuals. Besides, you ate all the Fritos and I know it was you. Stop blaming it on Marcy. She's only five, bro.
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I consider that a good ending
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*gives blunt*
