Walls shift and crumble in real time, pause, and re-build. You can see past the flux into parts of the house that shouldn't be visible from your position. But time is fickle, reality is subjective.
Looking towards Ware, you can make out the shadows of people watching something on TV while a desk worker flips through the key log. The wall rebuilds.
Another wall atomizes, and in Crafts, you spot a group of people standing around a grand piano. The pianist is slapping the keys animatedly. The image fades away in the mists. From the same general direction, you hear a muffled voice yell "Blackjack!"
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Hangout Space |
Old-School Entry |
Music Space |
Mural Space |
Special Space |
HM Apartment |
Courtyard |