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As you approach the slowly crumbling hive, you notice all of the kinds of molds growing on certain patches of walls, each and every kind of mold wishing to be loved in different, ambiguous, and unknown quantity.

The only one taking care of this hive is none other than Hankvi II. "Hi!" he says. 

Unconcerned, you continue to explore the seemingly ancient tower reminding the owner of another stronghold held back on his homeland. Rocks falling on you make you see what madness he had to endure during his past life.

The broken clock.... you look closely at the shattered time-piece, knowing that the sense of time has been lost and stepping this place as though it is alive and chaotic. But you don't know.

Finally, you approach the only place that explains the wickedness, besides The Vault. A place that cleanses your mind and makes you want to use all of the kinds of contraptions just set on your eye and brain. This place makes you forget of the old and look at its neo-state. This place, is the Sandbox.

Welcome all who travel here! In this place you will find all the kinds of tests that I can at least keep track of.