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A wanderer stumbles across a fully blacked out room whilst traveling through seemingly Abandoned Office spaces.
There was truly nothing exceptional about such a sight: Rows upon rows of random assortments of cubicles were positioned on its right-hand side, while the rest was occupied by an eerily unnatural void. He has seen so many of these rooms throughout his countless journeys among the halls of Level 4, that they all began to slowly merge his perception of this place into a single plain description: "Monotonous, lifeless, bureaucrat's wet dream."
He would have walked past it, no doubt. His ignorance towards this place growing evermore.
He would have, if not for a single glance. A glance towards the furthest corner of the room, faintly illuminated by the barreling light of the doorway.

A wanderer stumbles across a fully blacked out room whilst traveling through seemingly Abandoned Office spaces.
There was truly nothing exceptional about such a sight: Rows upon rows of random assortments of cubicles were positioned on its right-hand side, while the rest was occupied by an eerily unnatural void. He has seen so many of these rooms throughout his countless journeys among the halls of Level 4, that they all began to slowly merge his perception of this place into a single plain description: "Monotonous, lifeless, bureaucrat's wet dream."
He would have walked past it, no doubt. His ignorance towards this place growing evermore.
He would have, if not for a single glance. A glance towards the furthest corner of the room, faintly illuminated by the barreling light of the doorway.

A wanderer stumbles across a fully blacked out room whilst traveling through seemingly Abandoned Office spaces.
There was truly nothing exceptional about such a sight: Rows upon rows of random assortments of cubicles were positioned on its right-hand side, while the rest was occupied by an eerily unnatural void. He has seen so many of these rooms throughout his countless journeys among the halls of Level 4, that they all began to slowly merge his perception of this place into a single plain description: "Monotonous, lifeless, bureaucrat's wet dream."
He would have walked past it, no doubt. His ignorance towards this place growing evermore.
He would have, if not for a single glance. A glance towards the furthest corner of the room, faintly illuminated by the barreling light of the doorway.

A wanderer stumbles across a fully blacked out room whilst traveling through seemingly Abandoned Office spaces.
There was truly nothing exceptional about such a sight: Rows upon rows of random assortments of cubicles were positioned on its right-hand side, while the rest was occupied by an eerily unnatural void. He has seen so many of these rooms throughout his countless journeys among the halls of Level 4, that they all began to slowly merge his perception of this place into a single plain description: "Monotonous, lifeless, bureaucrat's wet dream."
He would have walked past it, no doubt. His ignorance towards this place growing evermore.
He would have, if not for a single glance. A glance towards the furthest corner of the room, faintly illuminated by the barreling light of the doorway.

A wanderer stumbles across a fully blacked out room whilst traveling through seemingly Abandoned Office spaces.
There was truly nothing exceptional about such a sight: Rows upon rows of random assortments of cubicles were positioned on its right-hand side, while the rest was occupied by an eerily unnatural void. He has seen so many of these rooms throughout his countless journeys among the halls of Level 4, that they all began to slowly merge his perception of this place into a single plain description: "Monotonous, lifeless, bureaucrat's wet dream."
He would have walked past it, no doubt. His ignorance towards this place growing evermore.
He would have, if not for a single glance. A glance towards the furthest corner of the room, faintly illuminated by the barreling light of the doorway.

A wanderer stumbles across a fully blacked out room whilst traveling through seemingly Abandoned Office spaces.
There was truly nothing exceptional about such a sight: Rows upon rows of random assortments of cubicles were positioned on its right-hand side, while the rest was occupied by an eerily unnatural void. He has seen so many of these rooms throughout his countless journeys among the halls of Level 4, that they all began to slowly merge his perception of this place into a single plain description: "Monotonous, lifeless, bureaucrat's wet dream."
He would have walked past it, no doubt. His ignorance towards this place growing evermore.
He would have, if not for a single glance. A glance towards the furthest corner of the room, faintly illuminated by the barreling light of the doorway.

A wanderer stumbles across a fully blacked out room whilst traveling through seemingly Abandoned Office spaces.
There was truly nothing exceptional about such a sight: Rows upon rows of random assortments of cubicles were positioned on its right-hand side, while the rest was occupied by an eerily unnatural void. He has seen so many of these rooms throughout his countless journeys among the halls of Level 4, that they all began to slowly merge his perception of this place into a single plain description: "Monotonous, lifeless, bureaucrat's wet dream."
He would have walked past it, no doubt. His ignorance towards this place growing evermore.
He would have, if not for a single glance. A glance towards the furthest corner of the room, faintly illuminated by the barreling light of the doorway.

A wanderer stumbles across a fully blacked out room whilst traveling through seemingly Abandoned Office spaces.
There was truly nothing exceptional about such a sight: Rows upon rows of random assortments of cubicles were positioned on its right-hand side, while the rest was occupied by an eerily unnatural void. He has seen so many of these rooms throughout his countless journeys among the halls of Level 4, that they all began to slowly merge his perception of this place into a single plain description: "Monotonous, lifeless, bureaucrat's wet dream."
He would have walked past it, no doubt. His ignorance towards this place growing evermore.
He would have, if not for a single glance. A glance towards the furthest corner of the room, faintly illuminated by the barreling light of the doorway.

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