Oh boy
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The corridor seemed to go on forever. He lost count of the steps he took hours ago. But finally a door. One door at the end of the corridor. Who planned this thing? The door was old, rusty, wet and some small mushrooms grew in the corners. The blinking red lights still made everything look kind of creepy. He turned the handwheel on the door. It made an awful lot of squeaking noise.
Slowly he opened the door and looked into a room that was enormous. The ceiling was so high that clouds had started to form. Everywhere he look mushrooms grew emitting a soft green light. He felt right at home but could tell why.
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