[ So here's Gawain, standing in front of the door to the Reindeer Games Room with a look of deep concentration on his face. By this point he's explored the rest of the lodge, poked his head through all the doors, but this one....this one with its strange reindeer card on the front.....it remains A Mystery.
There's a cluster of cameramen huddled nearby, all whispering to themselves.
Thankfully, guess who should show up but Rutile! The man, the myth, the (poetry) legend himself.....Gawain points at the door and asks: ]
Have you been in this room yet?
[ Look, they've all been told about the room, but surely that's all a load of nonsense, right? No harm in going in and taking a look... ]
tags this once before i pass out
There's a cluster of cameramen huddled nearby, all whispering to themselves.
Thankfully, guess who should show up but Rutile! The man, the myth, the (poetry) legend himself.....Gawain points at the door and asks: ]
Have you been in this room yet?
[ Look, they've all been told about the room, but surely that's all a load of nonsense, right? No harm in going in and taking a look... ]