You find yourself admist a mass of bubbling kettles and cauldrons, with whistling workers bustling about. A cheerful woman asks if there's anything you need. "If you'd like a breath of fresh air," she says,"The back door's over that way," pointing out a door you hadn't noticed.
exits:the back door, back to the common room
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