[Well, thank god Sherlock's all right. It takes John a moment to figure out how to enhance the size of the text on his screen. This blurred vision isn't much helping the one-eyed issue.]
We were transported into what seems like it might have been a memory. Like your mind palace, but something physically there. It was a white facility made in the shape of a spiraling set of corridors. At the center was a big round room where we had to break through the ceiling and use a key card Mr. Andersen was given to get out.
The air tasted like blood in some places. And there were feet just outside the walls in others. Shuffling along. Does any of that sound the least bit familiar?
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We were transported into what seems like it might have been a memory. Like your mind palace, but something physically there. It was a white facility made in the shape of a spiraling set of corridors. At the center was a big round room where we had to break through the ceiling and use a key card Mr. Andersen was given to get out.
The air tasted like blood in some places. And there were feet just outside the walls in others. Shuffling along. Does any of that sound the least bit familiar?