The cell.
Slam!
As you enter the door, it slams behind you and locks! Uh-oh, this is starting to be not cool. You attempt to open the door, but as you figured, it is locked. After a few seconds, Alan appears in front of the cell, and says "What crime did you commit?"
"I didn't do anything. I just stepped into this cell, and the door slammed shut behind me."
"Sure you did. These cells don't lock behind innocent people. you must have done something."
"No, I swear, I'm innocent."
"Hmm...You seem to be telling the truth. Perhaps there has been some mistake after all." With those words you find yourself outside the cell, standing where Alan was just standing, and he is gone. More of that magic stuff. You get the impression that Alan is off somewhere grinning.
Well, there is still the
other interesting room.
Thou mayest leave a message here which will get to the lord
of this realm, via
e-mail.
You get an odd thought as you stand here: "This is all somehow related to
or provided by Geocities."