You decide the door seems too suspicious, maybe you just saved your life, or maybe you just missed the man running it all. There’s no way to know.
You continue your journey to the top, since there aren’t any other obvious exits leading you to other floors. However, after half an hour of constantly stepping up each step of the staircase, you reach a brown wooden door. Surely, Mr. Akus must be here.
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