Level 7

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Level 7, known as "Thalassophobia", is known for its vast, infinite sea that stretches indefinitely. The level is covered in a moderately dense fog, as it only allows vision of no more than a few hundred meters. The water is extremely cold, measuring 20 degrees Fahrenheit (roughly -7 degrees Celsius). The depth of the ocean is unknown, as it extends far below the surface into an abyss of unknown deepness.
Surprisingly, the water on the level is perfectly clean and is considered safe to drink under the condition that one heats it up for an extended period of time. No wanderer has greatly explored Level 7 due to its treacherous conditions, and none shall ever venture far enough to sufficiently document the level's boundless ocean.
The winds on the level are rather strong, measuring about 200 miles per hour (approximately 322 kilometers per hour), and are theorized to be what drives the ocean to such reckless conditions. Strangely, the level cannot undergo any for of precipitation, but many theorize it to be due to the indeterminable level-wide source of illumination.
The gravity on Level 7 appears to be moderately low, as the waves can reach abnormally great heights, measuring almost a few miles at most. Additionally, the sea never appears to be at ease, as its waves constantly rage in a destructive manner. Consequently, the entirety of the level echoes with eternal noise due to the chaotic state of the ocean.
Upon arrival, wanderers will find themselves in a small, claustrophobic room devoid of furniture. The space is flooded by a calm layer of water approximately 5 inches (12.7 centimeters) tall. This water, however, is much warmer than the level's seas and can be drunk to refresh wanderers due to its self-cleaning properties. The room has significantly lower gravity than the main level, as bits of water can be seen floating around the room.
Opposite from the wanderer's starting position will be a corridor that extends for a few meters before ending in a regular door. Once one opens the gate between safety and the unknown, they will be greeted with the ocean's mania.
Recovered Note
The Thing On Level 7
I remember how I arrived onto the infinite sea. At first, I thought it was just another regular level. Simple infinite interconnection of segmented rooms. But as I walked past the door, I almost fell into the sea below. I was simply dazed, as the cold mist started to gather on my face. As I stared out into the oblivion, all that stared back was a dense, lifeless fog.
The ocean beckoned me to swim within its cold waters, and my will almost crumbled. I fell forward, but a spray from the frigid ocean jolted me back to my senses. I grabbed the wall, but I reacted far too late. My hands slipped and I fell into the ocean below. I could feel the strings of the wind, wrapping and coiling around me as I plummeted below.
The fall itself was another scale of cold on its own. The air snaked around me, and it brushed against my skin, freezing my sweat in the process. I dove in the sea, sinking far below the surface. My blood ran cold. My eyes froze with tears. My mouth became rigid from the water. The ocean is simply a purgatorial abyss.
Staring down, it seemed to extend infinitely—shapeless, unbounded, and depthless. The light blue of the ocean's surface soon faded into a dark blue void that went down for God knows how long. Around in the water, some debris of the house had fallen in with me. They sank into the chasm, and I, too, was forced to follow them down.
Oh the coldness, how unbearable it was. The waters were just utterly unendurable in every way. It almost appeared to restrain you as it pulled you down to the nonexistent bottom.
It was then that I understood thalassophobia—the fear of deep waters.
I thought I was ultimately fated to become a frozen corpse in this dead sea, but then
"hlsopobia"</span>
Level 7, known as "Thalassophobia", is known for its vast, infinite sea that stretches indefinitely. The level is covered in a moderately dense fog, as it only allows vision of no more than a few hundred meters. The water is extremely cold, measuring 20 degrees Fahrenheit (roughly -7 degrees Celsius). The depth of the ocean is unknown, as it extends far below the surface into an abyss of unknown deepness.
Surprisingly, the water on the level is perfectly clean and is considered safe to drink under the condition that one heats it up for an extended period of time. No wanderer has greatly explored Level 7 due to its treacherous conditions, and none shall ever venture far enough to sufficiently document the level's boundless ocean.
The winds on the level are rather strong, measuring about 200 miles per hour (approximately 322 kilometers per hour), and are theorized to be what drives the ocean to such reckless conditions. Strangely, the level cannot undergo any for of precipitation, but many theorize it to be due to the indeterminable level-wide source of illumination.
The gravity on Level 7 appears to be moderately low, as the waves can reach abnormally great heights, measuring almost a few miles at most. Additionally, the sea never appears to be at ease, as its waves constantly rage in a destructive manner. Consequently, the entirety of the level echoes with eternal noise due to the chaotic state of the ocean.
Upon arrival, wanderers will find themselves in a small, claustrophobic room devoid of furniture. The space is flooded by a calm layer of water approximately 5 inches (12.7 centimeters) tall. This water, however, is much warmer than the level's seas and can be drunk to refresh wanderers due to its self-cleaning properties. The room has significantly lower gravity than the main level, as bits of water can be seen floating around the room.
Opposite from the wanderer's starting position will be a corridor that extends for a few meters before ending in a regular door. Once one opens the gate between safety and the unknown, they will be greeted with the ocean's mania.
Recovered Note
The Thing On Level 7
I remember how I arrived onto the infinite sea. At first, I thought it was just another regular level. Simple infinite interconnection of segmented rooms. But as I walked past the door, I almost fell into the sea below. I was simply dazed, as the cold mist started to gather on my face. As I stared out into the oblivion, all that stared back was a dense, lifeless fog.
The ocean beckoned me to swim within its cold waters, and my will almost crumbled. I fell forward, but a spray from the frigid ocean jolted me back to my senses. I grabbed the wall, but I reacted far too late. My hands slipped and I fell into the ocean below. I could feel the strings of the wind, wrapping and coiling around me as I plummeted below.
The fall itself was another scale of cold on its own. The air snaked around me, and it brushed against my skin, freezing my sweat in the process. I dove in the sea, sinking far below the surface. My blood ran cold. My eyes froze with tears. My mouth became rigid from the water. The ocean is simply a purgatorial abyss.
Staring down, it seemed to extend infinitely—shapeless, unbounded, and depthless. The light blue of the ocean's surface soon faded into a dark blue void that went down for God knows how long. Around in the water, some debris of the house had fallen in with me. They sank into the chasm, and I, too, was forced to follow them down.
Oh the coldness, how unbearable it was. The waters were just utterly unendurable in every way. It almost appeared to restrain you as it pulled you down to the nonexistent bottom.
It was then that I understood thalassophobia—the fear of deep waters.
I thought I was ultimately fated to become a frozen corpse in this dead sea, but then
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