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		<room id="5" name="Milkweed" subtitle=" (Caleb Wilson)" x="-352" y="-576" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="It is possible to feel claustrophobia out of doors. Sunlight fills the sky but somehow doesn't reach you here. Steep banks of bramble rise to the east and west, trapping you within a gloomy trough a dozen yards wide. A poorly-surfaced road leads north and south along the trough's nadir. Just west of it, camouflaged with rust, is the train track." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
		<room id="11" name="Church Exterior" subtitle=" (Andy Holloway)" x="-352" y="-384" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="The gravel road curves here past the doors of an old stone church, which squats defeatedly amid a few straggly trees. Behind it, to the northeast, you can see the first few stones of a modest graveyard. To the east the road narrows to cross a small bridge into the village proper; to the north, it crests the hill toward the train station." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="22" name="The Dim Recesses of the Forest" subtitle=" (Jacqueline A. Lott Ashwell)" x="0" y="-800" w="160" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Branches scramble overhead, straining toward one another in a bid to blot out the sky. Mercifully, light manages to filter down through an opening in the canopy above a small pond. Paths slither away into the forest to the north, southwest, and southeast." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="24" name="The Old Well" subtitle=" (Reed Lockwood)" x="0" y="-1024" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="The trees here gather, black with wet; glimmering fingers hung with ragged matter, huddling beneath a cold and gently weeping sky. Beneath your feet, the damp red felt of rotting leaves slopes down toward a still, murky puddle. Nearby is a well, capped off with crumbling cement. A broken-down section of brick wall waits for raindrops to fall along its spine, and an old, half-dead oak straddles an angular boulder studded with quartz. A path through the forest leads south." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="26" name="The Churchyard" subtitle=" (David Jose)" x="-128" y="-576" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="A neglected and long forgotten cemetery stretches out below you, surrounded by a rusted wrought iron fence. Lopsided gravemarkers, slowly succumbing to the elements, topple downhill like a congregation bent low in prayer. At the very center of the graveyard, set into a low valley, a squat, stone mausoleum crouches menacingly." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="31" name="Drinking Fountain" subtitle=" (Lucian Smith)" x="288" y="-288" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="A public drinking fountain is placed in a nook here, nearly overgrown with ivy.  You can return to the town square to the northeast." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="35" name="River Walk" subtitle=" (Adam Whybray)" x="864" y="-32" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="A dirt path along the west bank of the Makaskuta - or Blackgourd - River. The air is motionless and sweltry, the urticariate heat drawing sweat profusely from your prickling glands." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="20" name="Estate Agent's Office" subtitle=" (Jenni Polodna)" x="64" y="-480" w="128" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="The space is dominated by the unexpectedly symbiotic combination of a giant desk and a tiny woman, who together give the impression of being one complete single entity, like a centaur. The surface of the desk is invisible underneath a loose pile of glossy architectural magazines, manila folders, and real estate listings pamphlets. Behind it, a gunmetal-grey filing cabinet lurks unattractively in the far corner. The exit back out to the street is east." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="19" name="Backwater Public Library" subtitle=" (Carl Muckenhoupt)" x="896" y="-480" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="This is unusually spacious for a small-town library. You think you remember something about it being a national historical site? That would explain the decor, at least. It's half rustic colonial, half modern budget-strapped public service, with a meager collection of creaky shelves standing in the middle of an old plank floor. A small display case stands prominently near the entrance, and some weird chairs are scattered around for the comfort of the patrons, none of whom are here at the moment. The sole exit is back to the west." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="41" name="Mausoleum" subtitle=" (Gary Butterfield)" x="0" y="-576" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Immediately upon entering, you feel hot. This is a square chamber, made of stone. Dust is suspended in the air, clearly visible in the bright purple light eminating from the center of the room. The dust does not seem to fal l.  There is a plinth in the center of the room with a tome on it. Each corner has a full length mirror." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="43" name="Outside Pub" subtitle=" (Jason Lautzenheiser)" x="1376" y="-384" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="As the street runs east through this side of town, it narrows as the jagged rooftops on either side of the road reach out to each other. To the north is the pub. You can continue to the west where you see a bridge. As y ou pause on the narrow brick sidewalk which lays unevenly along the ugly, half-crumbling brick walls, you hear a train whistle in the distance. A sign hangs loosely above the pub entrance and to the side is a murky window." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="45" name="The Invisible Worm" subtitle=" (Sam Kabo Ashwell)" x="1376" y="-512" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="A dimly-lit tavern, old enough that all its straight lines have worn or warped slightly out of shape, and everything feels cluttered and a little too small; you've had apartments with living-rooms bigger than this. Heavy, dark beams support a low ceiling, and the walls are crowded with ancient farm tools and yellowing photographs. A cramped doorway, south, leads back outside." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="58" name="Outside the Plant" subtitle=" (Chandler Groover)" x="1856" y="-384" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Smoke pours into a bruised sky, rising from chimneys that crowd the Cragne Meatpacking Plant. Its bricks are soot-stained, its stenciled walls weathered by acid rain, and its perimeter circled by dead pigs and cows in buzzing heaps." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="62" name="The Cragne Manor's Back Garden" subtitle=" (Austin Auclair)" x="1696" y="-1632" w="128" h="96" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Vines splay across the landscape, every direction they shoot, seemingly racing to the tops of trees to pull them down. The vines wind up and around every structure, overrunning them with sheer, sinister mass. The vines grow in hypnotic tracks across the yard, almost to suggest that they were woven, braided, and arranged with care. It's both unnerving and unusually pretty. If there are windows or a door on the back of the manor house they're utterly smothered by the vines that clamber up the wall and onto the roof, and nothing less than a chainsaw could crack open that tomb." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor=
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		<room id="65" name="The meatpacking plant" subtitle="" x="2016" y="-288" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="" roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="71" name="The Shambolic Shack" subtitle=" (Michael Fessler)" x="1888" y="-1600" w="128" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="A dimly-lit shack with crude plywood walls. An octagonal window set high on one wall admits a feeble shaft of moonlight. Rickety wire shelving sits precariously in one dimly lit corner, and a battered metal wheelbarrow rests in the opposite corner. A rough doorway leads back out." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="77" name="Subterranean tunnel" subtitle="Drew M" x="160" y="512" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" isDark="yes" description="" roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="87" name="Foyer" subtitle=" (Greg Frost)" x="1696" y="-960" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Standing in the narrow entry hall is like being at the mouth of a cave. The only light comes in through tall windows on either side of the door and a half-round window above. All of the furniture has been removed from the foyer, leaving tracks in the heavy dust. This house must have been abandoned for years. It's empty, and silent, and cold." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="89" name="Gallery" subtitle=" (YerrikTRB/Erica Newman)" x="1856" y="-960" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="A long and narrow room, with a satin wallcovering in rich, patterned green above the creamy wainscot paneling. The room is overcrowded with paintings and furniture. The door behind you exits to the west, and a door at the end of the gallery on the left wall leads to the north." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
		<room id="91" name="Rec Room" subtitle=" (Zack Johnson)" x="1856" y="-1088" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="The manor's rec room is short for the manor's recreation room.  Even though it's as old as the manor itself, it looks, as all rec rooms do, like it's stuck in the 1970s." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
		<room id="94" name="The Music Room" subtitle=" (Wade Clarke)" x="2016" y="-1088" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="You are in a large modern studio space, not unlike a concert hall but without any seating. Dark, golden-hued wooden paneling lines the floor and walls, imbuing the area with an intimate atmosphere in spite of its size. The walls curve inwards in what appears to be a carefully designed asymmetrical fashion (some kind of acoustic treatment?) and electric-bulbed faux chandeliers fill the place with ruddy light." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
		<room id="92" name="Court" subtitle=" (Ryan Veeder)" x="1536" y="-960" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Walls paneled with elaborate boiseries curl slowly around this ovular hall. The western vertex of the ellipse is dominated by an enormous window; at the opposite end, a low archway leads east to the foyer. A glass display case is set into the north wall." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="97" name="Landing at the Bottom of Stairs" subtitle=" (Mark Sample)" x="1696" y="-1088" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="This is a dark alcove with a narrow stairway rising into the gloom upstairs. The landing feels unwanted, neglected, as if its sole purpose were to get you somewhere else more important. You know that feeling well. You touch your wedding ring in an offhand way." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
		<room id="99" name="Dining Room" subtitle=" (Roberto Colnaghi)" x="1696" y="-1344" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Three men are sitting at a long table, intently sipping coffee at the end of a formal dinner and conversing about serious-sounding matters. They don't seem to be aware of your presence. You notice a calendar on the wall." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
		<room id="101" name="The Kitchen" subtitle=" (Edward B)" x="1536" y="-1344" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="The Cragne family kitchen. Light from a naked bulb feeds shadow down the spaces between old cabinets, counters and bookshelves. A dusty, doorless fridge overlooks an oven just as worse for wear. You'd guess it's been a minute sinc e anyone's used this room to cook. A doorway leads east, and a wooden door set in the floor appears to lead to a cellar or basement." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="103" name="Sitting Room" subtitle=" (Buster Hudson)" x="1856" y="-1344" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="The floorboards groan against your footsteps as you enter the dusty sitting room. Light struggles to penetrate the grimy bay window, hinting at the space around you. Various pieces of furniture are covered by moldy, moth-bitten sheets. The remains of a portrait hang above the fireplace. Leaning against a wall is a large mirror." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="105" name="Top of Stairs" subtitle=" (Q. Pheevr)" x="896" y="-1632" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="You are at the top of a staircase, which leads down to Landing at the Bottom of Stairs (Mark Sample). An archway leads east." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="107" name="Upstairs Hall" subtitle=", north end (Jason Love)" x="1056" y="-1632" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Despite all the irregularities of Cragne Manor, the inconsistencies, the unaccountable changes, to say nothing of the disparate and clashing architecture and d?cor, you have at least attained a certain expectation regarding its hallways: close walls and high ceilings, wreathed in shadow, with the occasional door looming obelisk-like through the gloom. Its architects must have had crooked rulers, as you can never quite make out the end of a hallway until you've nearly reached it--and just such a hallway winds away to the south." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="109" name="Hallway South" subtitle=" (Matt Schneider)" x="1056" y="-1504" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="The threadbare carpet holds only the vaguest hints of its original hue, and the yellowing wallpaper is crisscrossed with a web of cracks." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="111" name="Study" subtitle=" (Ian Holmes)" x="640" y="-1504" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="&quot;Kind people call them sunbeams,&quot; your mother told you, as a child, when you asked about the dust particles catching the light in your living room. Later, you read that much of it was arthropod waste: shredded cobwebs, insect corpses, mites fed on human skin." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="113" name="Library" subtitle=" (Mike Spivey)" x="1216" y="-1504" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="This library features dark paneling, polished hardwood floors, and thousands of books.  A mahogany desk sits against the one part of the walls not lined with books.  Above the desk hangs an ominous-looking painting.  An antique win gback chair provides a place for quiet study, while in the center of the room is a reading podium.  The only exit is west, back to the hallway." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="116" name="Family Crypt" subtitle=" (Justin Melvin)" x="2432" y="-1088" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="You are in a long-neglected, dusty, and surprisingly cold crypt, about the size of a garage. The walls are covered with a dark mold creeping from the floor, and the whole place smells unsettlingly like cured meat and leather. There are numerous plaques on the floor, and it is difficult to navigate the room without stepping on one of them. Your eyes are drawn to the only other object in the room: a large ornately decorated stone coffin. The only exit is the door you came in through leading back outside." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="115" name="Basement" subtitle="Ivan Roth" x="1120" y="64" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="It's dark and chilly down here. A damp, mildewy carpet of dimly visible design covers half the floor. It must have been luxuriously soft before it started rotting." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="120" name="Cold Storage Room" subtitle=" (Jeremy Freese)" x="1120" y="-64" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Aunt Mavis used to keep her peaches in a room that didn't look at all like this.  On the walls is a message written in blood, composed in an ancient language you know intimately." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="122" name="Pantry" subtitle=" (Chris Conley)" x="1280" y="64" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="You are in a pantry lined with metal shelves stretching the entire length of both walls. Most of the metal shelves' contents lie deep in shadow, as the room is lit by only a single bare bulb hanging three feet above your head. The flat dark stones echo as you walk, and the air down here is cold and damp." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="124" name="Workroom" subtitle=" (Andrew Plotkin)" x="1600" y="64" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="You are in a circular chamber, walled in the same decaying brickwork which runs all through the manor's basement. A ritual bound of oddly-angled runes has been carved around the perimeter of the room. The only exit is west." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="126" name="Wine Cellar" subtitle=" (Nathaniel Edwards)" x="960" y="64" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="You feel cool air swirling around you as you stand in the manor's wine cellar. Stone floors, stone walls, and dim lighting keep the household's dwindling wine collection fresh and oaky." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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		<room id="128" name="Laboratory" subtitle=" (Michael Gentry)" x="800" y="64" w="96" h="64" region="NoRegion" handDrawn="yes" allcornersequal="yes" ellipse="no" roundedCorners="no" octagonal="no" cornerTopLeft="15" cornerTopRight="15" cornerBottomLeft="15" cornerBottomRight="15" borderstyle="Solid" description="Hard, white light reflected from steel walls pricks painfully at your eyes. Through the glare you can make out the implements of some sort of laboratory, squirming sculptures of metal and glass dripping curdled fluids and spurting foul-smelling puffs of steam. A way out lies east, but otherwise there seem to be no other exits from this place." roomFill="" secondFill="" secondFillLocation="Bottom" roomBorder="" roomLargeText="" roomSubtitleColor="" roomSmallText="" ZOrder="0" />
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			<vertical>0</vertical>
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