+* Entrance *+
Upon entering the front door of the Post Office, you find yourself in a small, greatly unfurnished room. The door and walls are painted a dark, crimson red color, with a white trim. Whoever the painter was didn't do a very good job... stains cover the walls and white spatters remain uncovered from the trim. They were either the worst painter in the world, or in quite a rush.
The floor has some stains on it as well... they look like they could be from water damage, or something of that nature. Whatever the cause, that floor is old; could definetely use with a stripping. Covering a good number of the stains is a dusty, green carpet that was probably once very lovely. So many people have wiped their feet on the thing, though... the pattern is starting to be covered up by dirt.
One of the only things in the room is a wooden counter area. Papers lay scattered on its surface, and no one seems to be attending it. The last time it was dusted is... a terrifying thought. On the front of the desk is a gold-colored metal sign, crafted beautifully in cursive. It reads "Eoghan Post". Its surface is worn with age.
Glancing, you see a door framed in the same gold color as the sign. It's small, but practical. An average-sized human could fit through it easily. Glancing around, you reach gingerly for the doorknob; it is old and starting to rust, and rattles loosely under your grip. Slowly turning it, you peek through into an exceedingly larger room...
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