Rooms

  This room has been cramped with as much furniture as could fit, barely

giving enough space for more than one slimmed person to pass through.  There

are dressers and tables, lamps and shelves, couches standing on their sides

against old, stained mattresses, the air is stale and holds a smell of mold,

urine, blood, and animal feces.  A soft squeak and a scrambling sound can be

heard near your foot, a tall gold-gilded mirror stands against the wall,

showing your reflection in a multitude of reflections.  There are two

visible doors in the room, one to the west and another towards the south.