[The smell doesn't bother him too much right away, except for being so strong; it's something he'd almost expected, going through a door like that. As he steps fully into the room, he realizes that there's no going back out the way he came in, and that's when he starts feeling uneasy.] Where's the stupid door out of here...
[After a few moments, he has to put a hand up to cover his nose and mouth to help block out the smell. It's the chemicals he doesn't like, it smells like a damn alchemy lab in here and really, that's the only thing he minds. Really. Certainly not the outlines of the bed or the bottles that he quickly looks away from. He decides that he's imagining the old, foggy impressions that start to stir in the back of his mind at the sight of them.]
[He walks to the side, reaching to find a wall--can't go to the center of the room, that's where the circle would be--no, that's stupid. There's probably things to trip over in the middle, that's all. And if he can feel around the walls, he can find another door out of this creepy room.]
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[After a few moments, he has to put a hand up to cover his nose and mouth to help block out the smell. It's the chemicals he doesn't like, it smells like a damn alchemy lab in here and really, that's the only thing he minds. Really. Certainly not the outlines of the bed or the bottles that he quickly looks away from. He decides that he's imagining the old, foggy impressions that start to stir in the back of his mind at the sight of them.]
[He walks to the side, reaching to find a wall--can't go to the center of the room, that's where the circle would be--no, that's stupid. There's probably things to trip over in the middle, that's all. And if he can feel around the walls, he can find another door out of this creepy room.]
[There has to be a way out. Right?]