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I took a nap and found a spaceship.

Rubber.INC

Diatoon

Rubber.INC

"You wake up to find yourself in.. Some kind of lobby? The walls are pristine, shiny and black, with lots of glowing neon highlights as lights. Your head feels fuzzy... How did you get here? Odd "stains" are sparsely scattered on the walls, and other.. Suspicious fluids. Down the halls, you hear the Mysterious sound of squeaking, creaking, and other unidentifiable sounds.. What do you do first?"

Diatoon

"I look around for anything I can use to help me find an exit."

Rubber.INC

<The lobby of Rubber.INC is dimly lit, with sleek black walls adorned with neon highlights. Various corridors branch off in different directions. You notice a panel on the wall labeled "Emergency Exit Map." It seems to offer some guidance.>

Diatoon

"I go over and check it out."

Rubber.INC

<As you approach the panel, the neon lights flicker softly, casting an eerie glow over the emergency exit map. The map shows various routes leading to exits, each marked with colorful indicators. However, the layout seems labyrinthine and confusing, with numerous twists and turns. It's hard to discern the best path to take.>

Diatoon

"I take a picture of the map, just in case, and then chart a course for whichever exit looks closest."

Rubber.INC

<You snap a quick picture of the map, storing it for reference. After a brief study, you choose a route that seems to lead towards the nearest exit. With determination, you set off down the corridor, the sound of your footsteps echoing softly against the rubber-clad walls. As you proceed, you can't shake the feeling of being watched, but you push the thought aside, focusing on your escape.>

Diatoon

"I make my way forward."

Rubber.INC

<You proceed down the corridor, your steps echoing faintly in the dimly lit hallway. The air carries a faint scent of rubber, mingled with something sweet and intoxicating. Suddenly, you hear a soft, rhythmic squeaking sound coming from somewhere nearby. Curiosity piqued, you pause, trying to locate the source.>

Diatoon

"I keep my eyes peeled, but continue toward my charted course for the exit."

Rubber.INC

<As you continue along your path, you can't shake the feeling of being watched. The soft squeaking sound persists, growing louder as you move forward. Suddenly, you catch a glimpse of movement out of the corner of your eye. Peering around, you spot a figure clad in tight rubber, watching you from the shadows with an intense gaze. Their presence sends a shiver down your spine, but you steel yourself and press on towards the exit, determined to escape this strange and unsettling place.>

Diatoon

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Rubber.INC

<The figure remains in the shadows, their gaze following your every move. Despite the unsettling feeling, you keep your focus on reaching the exit. With each step, the squeaking sound grows louder, as if drawing closer. You quicken your pace, heart pounding in your chest as adrenaline courses through your veins. Finally, you reach a junction in the corridor, the emergency exit sign glowing faintly overhead. Relief washes over you as you make the final dash towards freedom, leaving the mysterious figure and the strange sounds behind.>

Diatoon

"I continue, cautiously."

Rubber.INC

"As you cautiously make your way towards the emergency exit, your senses remain on high alert. Every sound, every shadow, feels like a potential threat. The faint scent of rubber and aphrodisiac in the air adds to the tension, heightening your senses as you navigate the dimly lit corridors. Suddenly, you hear a soft, seductive whisper echoing through the hallway, sending a shiver down your spine. It's as if the very walls are teasing and tempting you, urging you to succumb to the unknown pleasures lurking within Rubber.INC. Despite the temptation, you steel yourself and press forward, determined to escape the clutches of this enigmatic place."

Diatoon

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Rubber.INC

<As you continue your cautious advance, you can't shake the feeling of being watched. Shadows seem to dance around you, and the air grows thick with anticipation. Suddenly, you hear a soft, tantalizing moan echoing through the corridor, sending a thrill down your spine. It's as if the very walls themselves are teasing you, tempting you to explore deeper into the depths of Rubber.INC. Your heart races with a mixture of fear and excitement, but you steel yourself and push forward, determined to find your way out of this bizarre and alluring maze.>

Diatoon

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Rubber.INC

<With each step, the tension in the air becomes palpable, a potent mix of danger and desire swirling around you. Shadows seem to flicker and dance, whispering secrets that only heighten your curiosity. Suddenly, you catch a glimpse of movement up ahead, a figure draped in tight rubber, their form illuminated by the soft glow of neon lights. They beckon to you with a sultry smile, their eyes smoldering with unspoken promises. Your pulse quickens as you feel the pull of temptation, but you force yourself to focus on your goal of escape. With a determined resolve, you press on, determined to resist the seductive allure of Rubber.INC and find your way back to the safety of the outside world.>

Diatoon

Continue.

Rubber.INC

<The figure seems to follow you, their movements sinuous and tempting. You feel their eyes on you, watchful and hungered. But as you turn a corner, you realize that they are no longer behind you. Instead, you're faced with a closed door, the sign above reading "Recreational Room". A part of you is tempted to explore what lies beyond, but another warns you against it, reminding you of your goal. As you contemplate your next move, you hear a soft whisper at your ear, causing you to shiver. "Why leave so soon?" the voice murmurs. "There's so much more to see and experience here..." You hesitate for a moment before shaking your head, determined to stay focused. Without looking back, you push the door open and step inside the room.>

Diatoon

"I look around cautiously."

Rubber.INC

<The room is dimly lit, with soft ambient lighting casting a warm glow over the space. Various pieces of rubber clothing hang from hooks along the walls, their shiny surfaces catching the light in mesmerizing patterns. In the center of the room, there's a large, plush bed adorned with silk sheets and fluffy pillows. The air is thick with the scent of arousal, and you can feel the tension building with each passing moment. As you cautiously explore the room, your eyes are drawn to a small table in the corner, upon which sits an array of intriguing objects: leather restraints, silk scarves, and other implements of pleasure. Your heart races at the sight, and a part of you can't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the possibilities that lay before you. With a mixture of apprehension and anticipation, you take a tentative step forward,ready to embrace whatever awaits you in this forbidden chamber of desire.

Diatoon

"I look around, searching for any other doors."

Rubber.INC

<You scan the room, your eyes darting from corner to corner in search of any other exits. Aside from the door you entered through, there doesn't appear to be any other obvious means of escape. Your heart sinks slightly as you realize that you may be trapped in this room, at least for the time being. But even as a sense of unease settles over you, another part of you can't help but feel a spark of excitement at the prospect of being confined in such an intimate space. With a conflicted sigh, you resign yourself to your fate, knowing that you'll have to find a way out eventually. But for now, you allow yourself to succumb to the allure of the room, eager to explore its hidden pleasures.>

Diatoon

"I compare the room I’m in with the map on my phone."

Rubber.INC

<As you check your phone's map, you realize that your location doesn't match up with any known areas. The room you're currently in isn't listed on the map, and there don't seem to be any recognizable landmarks nearby. It's as if you've stumbled into a hidden pocket of space, far removed from the rest of the world. You can feel a sense of disorientation setting in, but at the same time, there's a part of you that revels in the mystery of it all. Perhaps this is what you've been searching for all along: a place where you can let go of all inhibitions and indulge in your darkest desires. With a newfound sense of purpose, you continue to explore the room, determined to unlock its secrets and discover what lies beyond.>

Diatoon

Alright. Seems this place is determined to keep me here, even if it has to bend time and space to do so. "I sigh." I don’t suppose there’s anyone hiding in the shadows here? Probably wearing rubber?

Rubber.INC

<As you speak, your words seem to echo off the walls, bouncing back at you in a haunting refrain. You strain your senses, listening intently for any sign of movement in the shadows. But aside from the gentle hum of the air conditioning and the soft rustle of fabric, the room remains eerily silent. It's as if you're the only living soul in this strange, surreal place. Yet, deep down, you can't shake the feeling that you're being watched, that there's someone—or something—lurking just out of sight, waiting to pounce. With a shiver running down your spine, you steel yourself for whatever may come, knowing that you'll need to stay on guard if you hope to survive in this twisted realm.>

Diatoon

"for now I approach the bed and examine it."

Rubber.INC

<The bed beckons to you, its sleek black frame adorned with plush pillows and soft, silky sheets. As you draw closer, you notice intricate patterns etched into the headboard, depicting scenes of passion and desire. The mattress itself seems to mould to your touch, offering a tantalizing promise of comfort and pleasure. With a sense of curiosity mingled with apprehension, you run your fingers along the smooth fabric, feeling the subtle vibrations of the mattress beneath your touch. It's as if the bed itself is alive, pulsating with a primal energy that sends shivers down your spine. But even as you hesitate, a part of you can't help but yearn to surrender to its embrace, to lose yourself in the intoxicating bliss of oblivion. With a conflicted sigh, you allow yourself to sink onto the bed, the softness enveloping you

Diatoon

eh, I can relax a minute, at least. "I sigh and keep my senses attuned as I relax in the bed."

Rubber.INC

<As you sink into the luxurious embrace of the bed, a sense of calm washes over you, soothing away the tension that had been building within. The soft, silky sheets envelop you in their warmth, lulling you into a state of blissful relaxation. Yet, even as you allow yourself to unwind, a part of you remains on high alert, keenly aware of the dangers lurking in the shadows. You keep your senses sharp, listening intently for any sign of movement or intrusion, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. But for now, you let yourself succumb to the gentle rhythm of your breathing, content to bask in the tranquility of the moment.>

Diatoon

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Rubber.INC

<The gentle hum of the air conditioning provides a soothing backdrop to your thoughts as you lie there, letting your mind wander amidst the sea of sensations. With each breath, you feel yourself sinking deeper into a state of peaceful relaxation, the worries and cares of the outside world slowly melting away. Yet, even as you surrender to the tranquility of the moment, a subtle sense of unease gnaws at the edges of your consciousness, a reminder that you're not alone in this strange, surreal place. You cast a wary glance around the room, your senses on high alert for any sign of danger. But aside from the faint creaking of the floorboards and the distant echo of footsteps in the hallway, the room remains eerily quiet. With a resigned sigh, you let your guard down slightly, allowing yourself to drift even further into the comforting embrace of the bed

Diatoon

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Rubber.INC

<The bed seems to cradle you in its embrace, cocooning you in a world of softness and warmth. You close your eyes, letting yourself be enveloped by the gentle rhythm of your breathing, the steady rise and fall of your chest a soothing lullaby. Yet, even as you surrender to the tranquility of the moment, a part of you remains acutely aware of the dangers lurking just beyond the confines of the room. You strain your ears for any sound out of the ordinary, the slightest hint of movement that might betray the presence of an intruder. But all you hear is the gentle rustle of the sheets, the soft murmur of the air conditioning, and the rhythmic thud of your own heartbeat. Gradually, your muscles begin to relax, the tension draining from your body as you succumb to the irresistible pull of

Diatoon

"I doze off."

Rubber.INC

<As you drift off into the realm of dreams, your mind wanders through a landscape of shifting images and fleeting thoughts. Colors swirl and dance behind your closed eyelids, morphing and changing with each passing moment. You find yourself adrift in a sea of sensation, lost in the labyrinthine corridors of your subconscious. Yet, even as sleep claims you, a part of you remains on the edge of wakefulness, a silent sentinel keeping watch over your slumber. And so, you drift, carried away on the currents of your dreams, until reality fades into the hazy embrace of the night.>

Diatoon

"eventually I wake up."

Rubber.INC

<With a soft groan, you gradually emerge from the depths of sleep, blinking away the remnants of dreams that cling to the corners of your mind. The room is bathed in a soft, diffused light, casting everything in a gentle, ethereal glow. As your senses slowly come back to life, you become aware of the subtle hum of the air conditioning, the gentle rustle of the sheets, and the steady rhythm of your own breathing. Stretching languidly, you feel the stiffness of sleep leaving your limbs, replaced by a newfound sense of vitality and energy. With a contented sigh, you sit up in bed, ready to face whatever the day may bring.>

Diatoon

"I examine the room to see if anything seemed to change while I was resting."

Rubber.INC

<The room appears unchanged from when you last saw it, every detail exactly as you left it. The soft morning light filters through the curtains, casting delicate patterns on the walls and floor. The air is cool and still, carrying with it the faint scent of fresh linen. You notice a few stray items scattered around the room - a book left open on the nightstand, a discarded shirt draped over the back of a chair - but otherwise, everything seems to be in its rightful place. Yet, as you scan the room with a careful eye, a subtle feeling of unease prickles at the back of your mind, a nagging sense that something is amiss. Could it be just your imagination, or is there truly something out of place in this seemingly ordinary room?>

Diatoon

Wait, curtains? "I go to the windows and look out."

Rubber.INC

<You approach the windows with a sense of curiosity, drawn by the urge to peer beyond the veil of fabric and glass. Pulling aside the curtains, you reveal a breathtaking vista stretching out before you. The world outside is bathed in the soft, golden light of dawn, casting long shadows across the landscape. Trees sway gently in the breeze, their leaves rustling softly in the morning air. In the distance, you can see the outline of distant hills, their peaks shrouded in mist. The sight is both serene and captivating, filling you with a sense of wonder and awe. For a moment, you lose yourself in the beauty of the scene, feeling as though you could almost reach out and touch the very essence of the world itself. But even as you stand there, gazing out at the world beyond, a faint sense of disquiet lingers inthe depths of your mind, a nagging suspicion that there may be more to this view than meets the eye. Could it be that there are secrets hidden within the landscape, waiting to be uncovered? Or perhaps it is simply your imagination running wild, conjuring up fanciful notions in the quiet solitude of the morning. Whatever the case may be, one thing is certain: there is a sense of mystery lurking just beyond the edges of your perception, beckoning you to explore and discover the truth for yourself.

Diatoon

Hmm. I could go out the window and run for it… but I don’t even see civilization here. I likely wouldn’t get far. "I shake my head." I’ll have to try something else. "I head to the door and go back into the hallway."

Rubber.INC

<As you step out into the hallway, the familiar sights and sounds of Rubber.INC greet you once more. The walls gleam with a glossy sheen, their surface reflecting the vibrant neon lights that line the corridor. The air is thick with the faint scent of rubber and aphrodisiacs, a heady mixture that sets your senses ablaze with desire. You can hear the soft murmur of voices echoing in the distance, interspersed with the occasional sound of rubbery footsteps padding along the floor. Despite the apparent emptiness of the hallway, you can't shake the feeling that you're being watched, that unseen eyes are tracking your every move with keen interest. But rather than fill you with fear, this realization only serves to fuel the fire burning within you, igniting a primal urge to explore and discover the secrets that lie hidden within the walls

Diatoon

"I roll my shoulders and crack my neck." Alright. New target. "I check my map and see if there’s any sign of a hangar or docking bay of some sort."

Rubber.INC

<You consult your map, scanning its digital display for any indication of a hangar or docking bay within Rubber.INC's labyrinthine corridors. After a moment of searching, you spot a promising icon labeled "Docking Bay" located several levels below your current position. With a sense of determination coursing through your veins, you set off in the direction indicated by the map, eager to uncover whatever secrets may lie hidden within the depths of Rubber.INC's sprawling complex. As you navigate the winding passageways, you can't help but wonder what mysteries await you at your destination. Will you find the means to escape this strange and enigmatic place, or will you be drawn even deeper into its clutches, forever ensnared by its tantalizing embrace? Only time will tell.

Diatoon

"I look for stairs or an elevator first."

Rubber.INC

<You glance around the hallway, searching for a means of descending to the lower levels where the Docking Bay awaits. Spotting a nearby elevator alcove, you stride over and press the call button, the soft chime signaling its arrival moments later. Stepping inside, you select the appropriate floor from the illuminated control panel and feel a slight lurch as the elevator begins its descent. The journey is accompanied by a faint hum as the mechanism whirs into action, carrying you deeper into the bowels of Rubber.INC. As the doors slide open once more, you step out into a new corridor, your heart pounding with anticipation at the thought of what lies ahead. With a determined stride, you set off in search of the Docking Bay, eager to uncover its secrets and perhaps find a way to escape this twisted realm once and for all.

Diatoon

Continue

Rubber.INC

<The corridor stretches out before you, illuminated by the soft glow of neon lights that flicker and dance along the walls. Each step you take echoes through the empty hallway, the sound mingling with the distant hum of machinery and the occasional muffled moan. You can feel the tension building within you as you draw closer to your destination, anticipation coursing through your veins like a potent elixir. With every passing moment, the urge to discover what lies beyond grows stronger, driving you forward with single-minded determination. As you round a corner, you catch sight of a set of heavy double doors marked with the unmistakable insignia of the Docking Bay. With a surge of excitement, you quicken your pace, eager to finally uncover the secrets that await you within. Will you find the means to escape this twisted realm, or will you become yet another prisoner

Diatoon

"I cautiously open the doors to the Docking Bay and look around."

Rubber.INC

<You push open the heavy double doors, the faint squeak of their hinges echoing through the cavernous expanse of the Docking Bay. As you step inside, your eyes widen in awe at the sight that greets you. The bay is a vast, sprawling chamber filled with rows upon rows of sleek, futuristic spacecraft, their polished surfaces gleaming under the soft ambient lighting. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and machinery, punctuated by the distant hum of engines and the occasional metallic clang as technicians go about their work. You can feel a sense of excitement building within you as you take in the sight before you, the promise of freedom tantalizingly close at hand. With a determined stride, you make your way further into the bay, eager to inspect the vessels up close and perhaps find one that will serve as your ticket to escape from Rubber.IN

Diatoon

"I press on, seeing if there’s any method of escape I’m familiar with at all."

Rubber.INC

<You move through the rows of spacecraft, your eyes scanning each one in search of any familiar features or controls that might offer a means of escape. As you approach one particularly sleek-looking vessel, a surge of hope courses through you as you notice a control panel nestled beside the boarding ramp. Stepping closer, you examine the panel, your heart pounding with anticipation as you search for any signs of familiarity. To your relief, you recognize several of the controls from your past experiences with similar spacecraft, and a grin spreads across your face as you realize that this might be your ticket to freedom. With practiced ease, you begin inputting the necessary commands, the soft hum of the engines springing to life beneath your touch. As the boarding ramp begins to retract and the spacecraft lurches into motion, you can't help but feel a surge of triumph wash over you. You"Are you ready to embark on this thrilling journey to freedom?"

Diatoon

Onward!

Rubber.INC

<With a surge of excitement coursing through you, you settle into the pilot's seat, your hands deftly maneuvering the controls as you guide the spacecraft out of the Docking Bay and into the vast expanse of space beyond. The sensation of freedom washes over you like a wave as you leave Rubber.INC's confines behind, the stars twinkling brightly against the velvet blackness of space. With each passing moment, you feel a sense of liberation and exhilaration unlike anything you've ever experienced before. The universe stretches out before you, ripe with endless possibilities and adventures waiting to be discovered. As you chart your course through the cosmos, a thrill of anticipation pulses through your veins, fueling your determination to embrace whatever the future may hold. With a grin of satisfaction, you lean back in your seat and revel in the exhilarating rush of freedom thatengulfs you. The spacecraft glides gracefully through the void, carrying you ever closer to the unknown wonders that lie beyond. With each passing moment, you feel a sense of empowerment and excitement, knowing that you've taken control of your destiny and embarked on a journey of self-discovery and adventure. As you gaze out at the endless expanse of stars, a sense of awe washes over you, filling you with a profound sense of wonder and possibility. With a smile on your lips and a twinkle in your eye, you press onward, eager to explore the vast and wondrous universe that awaits you.

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