"Ah, yes. Sarah Rosevoll. We've been expecting you. If you could follow me please." Sais the creature, turning down a hallway. It's thickly carpeted, and lined with numberd doors, like in a hotel. More than a few of them are emitting the accompaning sounds to people being tickled off their rocker. You're guide stops at an inconspicuos portal, and unlocks it with an intricate key. "All you'll need to become a certified tickler is in this room. Good luck on you're test." You step in, and the door is closed and locked behind you as a light comes on. The room is:
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