You go for it.

You've always been afraid of heights, but it looks like this is the only way out of the room currently. You take a deep breath, then slowly and carefully inch over the windowsill, and onto the walkway. Hugging the wall tightly, you shimmy slowly along until you reach another window. Stepping onto the sill, you look inside - the room's identical to the one you just came from, only this time, the door's open. You grin and attempt to open the window, only to find that it's locked shut.

Great. What now?

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Break the window.
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