[ The left corridor filled with slimes, purple mushrooms growing along the corridor. There are too many slimes. Far too many. Nothing but slimes. At least they're mostly harmless. It leads to, surprise, a larger, huge pink slime guarding a locked door. Well... guarding, in a sense of the word. Maybe it just lives in front of this locked door.
It cannot speak... well, not really. But it seems friendly enough. It looks up at you. ]
Squish... squish...?
[ You're not sure, but you... think it wants you to bring it... something that... grows around here...? At least, that's the feeling you get. There's a damp patch next to it that is empty, and it's gazing longingly at it like it would love more of... something. ]
FINAL DOOR
It cannot speak... well, not really. But it seems friendly enough. It looks up at you. ]
Squish... squish...?
[ You're not sure, but you... think it wants you to bring it... something that... grows around here...? At least, that's the feeling you get. There's a damp patch next to it that is empty, and it's gazing longingly at it like it would love more of... something. ]