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24.05.2036, SAT. 17:03 GMT+2

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We still can't find a way out. It holds us, I swear. It cannot be so simple and unambiguous.

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In room No. 314, we stumbled upon something huge, luminous, but not showing signs of being alive. The room smelled of something very strange, even very pleasant. It feels like it smelled of everything that was deposited in our memory.

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We assume that this is some kind of local altar, but why is it here and why does Matt wake up near it?

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