DUNGEON

It is apparent that your capacity to perform the basic functions of your employment is irrelevant to you. Instead of going to work, you scan the vast array of call buttons on the elevator for a more thrilling appointment, and press the button next to a symbol with a skull and crossbones.

The elevator jolts downwards, accelerating rapidly in free fall. As the elevator picks up speed, your feet lift from the ground. It is as if the wires themselevs were severed from its mechanism. You wonder if you are plummeting to the core of the earth itself.

33 hours later, your feet again begin to touch the ground of the elevator cabin as it gradually slows. Your employment has now almost certainly been terminated. The doors open - all that remains is what lies ahead of you, and a terrifying sense of freedom.

EXIT ELEVATOR

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