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[h2][color=gray]C.G.114, The Swan Room -> P.G.101[/color][/h2]

[@Xandrya]

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Moving with the stuffed bear through the wooden door, Michelle would walk up a short flight of steps, coming out of the water, and find herself in a peculiar room.

It appeared like a small office, a messy one at that, with papers strewn about the floor and litter in the corners. There was an office chair and a large desk, littered with useless objects like a rolodex, a phone, a lamp, and endless piles of papers. There was so much paper, in fact, that it made it hard to see the dark wood that the desk was made out of.

It contained four drawers, the bottom right of which was locked. Curiously, though, the three other drawers would open easily enough, concealing their little treasures for the time being.

On top of a steel cabinet in the corner of the room was a red box, the smell of cigars and biscuits wafting from its loose lid. The tin, in fact, did contain both cigars and biscuits, but no obvious way to light the cigars.

Beside the steel cabinet, and drawing the eye to the center of the room along the far wall, was a bright red, unmistakably obstinate phone booth. It would open easily enough, revealing a phone that would utter a dial tone if picked up. There was a shiny metal keypad just begging to be pressed, with numbers running from zero to nine, along with pound and star keys.

This was a puzzle room. And like all puzzle rooms, there was a way to solve it. It would seem the red booth [i]needed[/i] something, the phone and it's keypad [i]needed[/i] something, and that [i]something[/i] was hidden in this room.

Of course, if Michelle decided to forgo the puzzle, there was a door to the direct left of the stairs she had come up from, and a way out.