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Mori pressed it.
He was transported to yet another room that looked truly basic, like his.
Black tiles, torches, the same boring decor, he thought.
Already?!
The room he arrived in had a small skeleton in it, staring straight at him.
There were no doors, no windows, no passageways, only him and that skeleton.
Readying his spear, Mori slowly dragged his feet forward.
The skeleton was also taking its time, as if he was figuring out the best approach to take.
Without warning, it sprinted toward Mori, its fists clenched as the bones clicking against each-other echoed through the room.
Mori readied his spear behind him, ready to do a wide swipe as soon as it would be in range.
It kept running at a constant pace, soon within his reach.
Now.
The air whistled as Mori tried his best to time his strike with the Skeleton's pace.
