Steam Room

You find that the Steam Room turns out to be a pretty relaxing place. Dr. Foghorn likes to take all of his patients here, because he believes that nothing brings out the essence of a client like the sweaty, nude environment that the Steam Room provides. It’s more “real,” he says. You take a seat on one of the benches, and Foghorn fills up a paper cup of what appears to be boxed wine. He pours a bucket of water over the hot encasement of kidney stones near the door, releasing a plume of effluviant vapor throughout the room.

“I come here often, to cogitate,” he says.

“Neat. Real neat. So are you going to help me out or what?” you reply.

Just then, Foghorn’s emergency beeper goes off, and he has to vacate the steam room. “Brb!” he says.

Left to your own devices, you have another cup of the wine. Foghorn ends up being stuck in surgery for over 12 hours, and you are so relaxed that you fall asleep. Your body is found the next morning, relieved of all of its fluids, nothing more than a dried husk of your former self. Kind of like a raisin. You dead.

Begin once again.

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