You walk into a room. You flick your lighter open. The light seems to flicker boldly against the horrors of this room. You drop it onto the wooden dresser. Does slime burn? You hope so. You're done with this room. Its time to get rid of this room, you are tired of it controlling you. The hold this room has over your curiosity will be burned in an inelegant flame. You leave. You smile. Its over.
