who stole your heart and the key?

[steelmyself]

In the dark, you taste something sweet and tart on your tongue, almost like apple but not quite: pomegranate juice, out of nowhere. A hint of something metallic accompanies it.

You fall down.

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Comments

[mentifact]

[ ... heads for the door... ]

[steelmyself]

No matter how you rattle the handle, it remains closed. It appears to be locked.

[mentifact]

[ ok

well

let's use the glowy sword to try and smash through it first, then ]

[steelmyself]

Crack. You may proceed.