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The E.C. Room

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Reads 110
Votes 19
Parts 5
Time 22m

into_the_deep_sea

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When they first entered the E.C. room, they were carefree and cheery. When he first entered the E.C. room, he was, to say in a simple sense, very angry. But after countless incidents that occurred there, they all reached one solid conclusion-

Strange things happened in the E.C. room.

One thing was for sure, however much they ran or tried to scarper, they would never be able to escape the E.C. room. 

Or would they?

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