User:A Helpful Little Gnome/udm/po8-9Pright

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RIGHT The wheel turns easily before locking in the right-most position. It is stuck. You feel the shudder within the air, the floor, beneath, and far above. A fine cloud of water droplets, briefly, drifts down from far overhead. Skin welcomes the moisture, cooling and as if realizing how parched it was. Nothing else appears to happen. Where do you go? THIS WAY ANOTHER WAY THE LONG WAY WAY BACK TO THE WAY