Hall of Infinite Doors R

Blatantly ignoring Saint Peter's warning, you shift aside the urn. A hole is underneath. What is more, in the hole is a ladder. A bone ladder.
Suddenly, you have no control over your body. You walk toward the ladder, and down it. You are screaming the whole way. As you descend ever deeper into the pit, your wings disappear. You continue climbing.
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