Corridor Notes
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It's been about 2 weeks since I initially lost contact with my research group. I wonder if I will ever see them again.
Thankfully, an abundant amount of water in this place makes it easy to survive off of fish.
I am starting to crave other food though. In order to get out of this place, I need to understand how it works.
The pathways shift every so often, and in a seemingly random order.
The corridors, however, they may be the key to understanding. I happened to walk into the corridor as the rooms began to change, and I saw the movement, without moving myself.
That said, after the shift, I noticed something at my feet.
A lone scrap of parchment, blown through by the winds of the eternally shifting floors.
Its prophetic message fills me with unease, and I will need to ponder on its words when I can be sure of my escape from this city.