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Etot chemodan pojavljaetsja iz box of luggage, no vchera on ne repopnulsja, a vot chto ja uvidel segodnja:))
vis belarus
Ok.
Limbo
You are floating in a formless void, detached from all sensation of
physical matter, surrounded by swirling glowing light, which fades into the
relative darkness around you without any trace of edges or shadow.
Exits:
A large box of luggage rests in the corner.
Belarus the Evil {something} (on Island) is standing here. [5]
Ne daj bog belarus ego tam otkroet :))) CR iz limbo eto veselo :)))
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