You're not in Kansas anymore.

After several minutes of blindly groping along the walls, you happen upon the switch by pure luck. You grin and pull it up, and the door opens with another *click*. Light floods into the small room. You wince and shield your eyes from the sudden flash, then approach the doorway and step into the room beyond.

As your vision clears, you realise that something's wrong. Where are you? This doesn't look anything like the room...

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You're at... McDonalds?
You're in a costume shop.

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