Buildings Tend To Fall
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Weakness. Pain. Cold.
What happened to me?
I try to remember. My name is Adam. I am 27 years old, I think. I grew up in Cervinia - a ski resort in Italy. I work as a ski trainer, at least that's what I did before I got here.
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Adam finds himself locked up in a tower without doors or windows, and no memory that explains how he got there.
Will he manage to discover what happened to him and break free?
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