>Toss a couple danmaku close to our feet for light.
> You illuminate a small path in front of you.
> You see chairs, and a workshop bench. There are many of them from what you can see, in fact. The walls are lined with cabinets, and you see the floor depress somewhere in along the edge of your vision. The wooden floor has been well worn, as if someone has spent a lot of time in here. You catch glimpses of fabrics floating in the water, and on the benches, sodden papers weighed down by writing utensils and many fine tools you don't recognize.
> As you're struggling to make sense of your surroundings, you hear something clatter to the floor, and a rush of bubbles.
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