
You feel conflicted, you feel the part of yourself desperate for more gold than you could ever need or even carry. At the same time, you know you need to keep moving. While you wrestle with your thoughts, the bunny tugs at you.
"W-we've got to keep moving.." he says while looking over his shoulder.
You feel it too; something is slowly creeping behind you two. You deposit the coins into your pocket along with the silver and continue down, making turns where the compass directs you. You walk along holding the torch and the bunny's hand, your eyes scanning the floor for more glitter.
As you descend downwards into the maze, the smell begins to get to you; it isn't terrible, but it isn't pleasant either. It assaults your nose, and both of you cover up to try to manage through the smell. For every breath you take in, you feel light-headed and your vision becomes slightly hazy. You feel your crotch ache for some sort of sexual attention again, this time coming in much stronger than before and you bit down on the golden coin to distract you.
You eventually happen onto a small room. It seems like a cleaner's room with a set of rusted keys that probably no longer work, a small table alongside a fireplace. You feel the cold air flowing out from the fireplace, though you wonder just how far down you are in. You see a wooden door on the other side of the room, and you see some sort of vapor that covers the ground oozing from underneath that door.
> Examine the room.
> Push into the next room.
> Relieve your lust.
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