You exit the doorway back into the hallway and immediately hear someone call your name. You turn and see your roommate Ray, in a soaked raincoat. "What are you doing in here?" he asks.
"I could ask you the same," you spit. You're still pissed at Ray, but he's always been your favorite roommate. He's 20 years old, with a skinny build at 5-foot-10, topped with messy brown hair and the slightest bit of stubble on his face.
"I was worried you got caught in the storm," he replies. "Come on, you shouldn't be here, let's go," he says as he grabs your arm.
"No!" you yelp. "It's still pouring out! Let's just wait in here." In the struggle, you both fall backwards into the Room of...
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