You get out of the bed and find yourself dressed in all white. You check your body for any mishaps. Luckily, there are none.

You turn around and study the room. Even though it is a winter day, the room is neither hot nor cold. But there are no vents in sight, so what's keeping the temperature of the room balanced?

After some time, you decide that the question is too complicated and too useless to spend time on. So, you push it to the back of your mind and continue to study the room.

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The bed is a queen-sized bed with two pillows. There are two small tables, one on each side of the bed. A large painting hangs above the head post.

By the wall to your left, you see a small bookshelf packed with some books. On the wall to your right, you see eleven analog clocks lined up one after the other.

As you turn back towards the closed doors, a few choices begin to formulate in your mind.

Shall you....