When you enter this room, it's a small white room, very plain, and you can see a plain white door on the opposite side.
A pleasant, female voice says over a loudspeaker:
"You have chosen: Tickle Torture."
And—as you take steps across the room, feathered implements emerge from the walls, getting under your arms and chin, beneath your nose, until you can't help but gasp from the little bits of sensation, and it doesn't let up until you're doubled over in uncomfortable laughter.
But, hey! It's not excruciating torture, and now you can get to the door on the other side. You may enter the next choice room.
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Re: ROUND 1: Choices
A pleasant, female voice says over a loudspeaker:
"You have chosen: Tickle Torture."
And—as you take steps across the room, feathered implements emerge from the walls, getting under your arms and chin, beneath your nose, until you can't help but gasp from the little bits of sensation, and it doesn't let up until you're doubled over in uncomfortable laughter.
But, hey! It's not excruciating torture, and now you can get to the door on the other side. You may enter the next choice room.