You stare in total shock, since 'your' room looks like some jail cell/dungeon, with only a small grate allowing some sunlight to filter in. A bare cold stone bed (what you just got off from) is the only thing in your room, not that the room is big to begin with; you can only take 5 paces in any direction. A heavy, barred door is the only entry/exit point from the room.
Slumping since you can see that you can't escape from the room, you wonder how this is possible. "Okay Greg..." you mutter, wondering if the cake taken from some girl had something in it. Karl warned you not to eat them..
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