It must have been a couple hunderd storys. ive seen worse. at least, in this place. So i moved on. ive been doun here a couple times and i kind of know my way around here. my arm hurt like hell, as i poped in the metel bone that was sticking out. Sadly, this is one of my good days. After a large amount of time, i made my way into my home i guess...it was an old office covered in papers and sciace stuff. i layed doun on a bunch of slightly soft items a found around the facility, and shut off for the night.
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