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You gnaw on your finger and cut yourself. D=
You open the door and step out onto a cold metal surface. You feel a slight tingling sensation from what appears to be a large amount of electricity being generated. No wonder: You seem to be standing on top of a large industrial power plant, a humongeous energy generator in the center, looking like an oversized version of those transformer poles you see while driving out in the country. The pole is about 30 feet tall, with many wires hanging from its upper reaches, extending to other buildings. Speaking of which, the plant is surrounded by several tall buildings, but they are of the old, quarantined(sp?) variety. You look over the side of the building and see nothing but fog; it does look like early morning after all. The skies above are thick with fluffy clouds, but it doesn't look like it'll rain (which would definately be a bad thing). The doors that have been apparent in the other "rooms" are embedded into the sides of octagonal base of the tower, and another cloaked figure is slowly walking around the base of said tower. Fooruman tries to run over to the tower to take a better look at it, but Leetzan holds him back, saying, "It is no7 safe her3. If Unf00ruman is truly ebi1, then I'd b3t he'd m4ke it rain if we do something stupid."
"Do not baffle with your foul musings, sir!" Fooruman shouts, stuggling. "I must taste this tower to see if it tastes of METAL!!"
Leetzan's right; the clouds are growing darker, and judging by the storm you saw on the way into Unfoo's Tower, you could be in for a world of hurt. Better do something now or later.
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