A warm, strange illustrated room inside a mind, with Bob on a table beneath a hanging light

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The Room Inside My Head

There is a way through. Bob appears unhelpful.

The room has been thinking about you. Touch something before it changes its mind.

EVERYBODY
DESERVES
TO GO HOME

The book opens itself.

Most of the pages are blank. That feels a little judgmental.

LOOK UP. THEN LOOK FOR THE PART THAT WAS REPAIRED.

You found the way through.

The damaged part did not disappear. It became the brightest part of the wall.

Unfortunately, the door leads farther inside.

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