[ You enter the Game Room. Globules of lights string the ceiling, dripping pools of light to illuminate a billiards table, a roulette wheel, a craps table. Someone's game of 52 pick-up scatters the floor near an overturned table crouching in the corner, one of its legs yanked out from beneath it. Throwing darts pincushion the line of target on the back wall— and the nearby taxidermied game. An Elk's head stuck with five darts dead center between the eyes stares straight at you.
There is an entrance to the East, and to the South. ]
GAME ROOM
There is an entrance to the East, and to the South. ]