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Magic Milk
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As soon as you both enter the building, the door slams shut behind you.
Mereba doesn't flinch at all, considering a slamming door far more predictable than the sudden image of a man burning alive.
"Man, I really hope he's in here somewhere. I think I'm getting worse by the minute." She says in a low voice.
As the two of you take in the surroundings, you notice the darkness inside is a bit less oppresive, but still starts abruptly at the edge of the magical light.
You also realize that everything looks even larger inside, with no ceiling in sight, and four hallways stretching out in multiple directions.
Mereba tries not to think about the fact that two of them extend past the door you just came from, and ultimately fails, shaking her head in disbelief.
"Our best bet would probably be to find the source ourselves. That's where Andy would be heading, at any rate."
She looks around aimlessly. "I'd bet on the top floor, which means... finding the stairs."
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