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Forte quickly entered the room, and after he took several deep breaths his head stopped spinning. He was both disappointed and disgusted by his inability to control his body and ignore the signals it was sending him.

He shined the flashlight around, and it seemed safe enough, just some tables and chairs. It looked like there was a door on the other side, which was fortunate if it meant they didn't have to leave the way they came.

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This room was even more mundane than the last.  It was very...institutional.  Teisel wasn't a fan of the brown and blue color scheme, much less the fake wood desks, but there were more important things to worry about at the moment. 

There were three doors to the north, but that was going back the way they'd come.  Teisel doubted the remains of the poor whoever in the hallway would look much better from the other side.  There was another door straight ahead, and another to the right.  It had to be one of them.

"Well, how about it?" he asked, looking to Forte.  He wasn't quite comfortable in here.  He couldn't see behind the desks, and there were far too many doors, and no safe corners.