Tina's growling voice echoes down the boxy corridor, "I'm going to get you, runt! You are totally dead when I catch you!"
You ignore her wails and take the left fork. Almost immediately, the light that came from the vent is gone, and you are walking through a dim tunnel that seems to only get darker. The blackness feels like walking through outer space as an interstellar wind breezes alongside you. Droning hums sing through the corridor accompanied by metallic voices.
You walk through the oddly musical void for several minutes until you step towards light once again. You peek through the new gateway and discover where you are.
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