CGS West Pipe Room

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Hopefully someone brought a flashlight or some light source as the one little bulb up in the ceiling does little to dispel the thick shadows and oppressive darkness of this room.

The pipes creak and groan, as if holding a morbid conversation among themselves and the humidity wraps itself around the unwary like a smothering blanket. There's a strange, sticky slickness to the walls as you grope about the darkness— but in the light, nothing shows up on your hands.

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