"You know," Scarlett paused as she became aware of how crowded the Inventing Room was with its massive machinery and space-age mysteries spanning long and far into the depths of the ceiling. "If I did turn into some kind of giant juicy blueberry, I'd rather not be stuck in a cramped place like this. I wonder where Mr Wonka would have a good spot to test this out?"
Snatching up the strip of gum hanging freely for her, the matriarch of the Beauregarde family took to wandering out of the room and escaping into the meandering hallways of the factory. Dozens of other rooms seemed to line the walls, each one with its own crazy title and potential. Her footsteps echoed softly along the carpeted floor, reminding her just how alone she was now.
"Let's see...so many choices and so little time..." she pondered, finding several doors that could lend her all the space she needed. Places soft like the Marshmallow Room or the Candy Floss Room stood out immediately, but a few more really captured her attention and forced her to decide among them.
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