Hall of Infinite Doors R

He grabs you by the leg and flings you flying across the room. The whole room spins. Lights, crowd, black ceiling, or maybe it's walls, or maybe it's the floor. Cheering, booing, screaming, crying, laughing. It's all chaotic for those few seconds. Then a crunch and eternal blackness. What the hell happened? Where did you land? What did you hit? You will never know.

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