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You get the sense that you pass through a door, but it shuts immediately behind you. However, when you look back, there is nothing but a dead end wall behind you. There is carpet is lush beneath your feet, and the corners are free of dust. Except for the lack of any actual entrance, it could easily be the entranceway of a lavish mansion.

Any magical or otherwise supernatural abilities you have are disabled.

♫ the great detective knows

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Unnecessary pieces, but you can't get rid of them even if you try...

I can acknowledge their existence as true and still know that they're unimportant in the overall scheme of things.

Then what is important?

You don't know?

But if you've acknowledged their existence as true, these are a part of the truth also, aren't they?

Of course. But I know my truths. I need to tear into everyone else until I find theirs.

So a truth you've learned ceases to be important?

It's not important as a goal.

Well, that's true enough.

Of course it is.

[pokes at one of the nearby rough-hewn pieces]

Of course, of course, there's no lying down here~.

You feel a vague sense of disconnection, a lack of purpose, frustrated effort without an expected result.

[giggles a little, picking it up to look at it]

So what happens once you've achieved your goal?

[It looks like a chunk of raw charcoal more than anything else.]

...

We'll see.

[puts it back down where she found it, with another giggle]

That's about what I thought you'd say.

Congratulations.

It seems you're actually not so hard to read...

I never claimed to be hard to read. Most of these things should be obvious, right...?

I think so.

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