*thankfully takes blanket and bundles up in it and sits on it at the same time*

*sits down and, deeply regretting the decision, looks at blankets longingly*

*offers own blanket to nearby person that is definitely not a moose*
*takes pack of ice cubes out from under seat cushion and starts eating them because ice cubes are delicious*

*suddenly wakes up after having dozed off. Looks around, then brings out sugar. Proceeds to coat everything in sugar, including the people, because.*

*gives NinjaKitten best "haha what the heck" look*
*shakes sugar out of hair*
*tries one of the now-sugarcoated ice cubes*
*grimaces a little; too sweet*
*keeps eating them anyway*

*creates door. Exits room through new door*

*wonders where NinjaKitten went off to and if it's any warmer there*
*sees door; pretty sure that wasn't there a minute ago*
*steps through new door*

*new door closes behind Westbrook*
*Room is lit up with candles, and random junk lies everywhere.*
*The floor is made of ice, and NinjaKitten is nowhere to be seen.*

Haha just kidding!

*Room is made of sugar, and NinjaKitten is lying on a sugar couch*

*stares*
"...This place is pretty sweet."

*Snorts and bursts out laughing*

*Piledrives previous poster to claim victory

*flings sugar into eyes of previous poster as a distraction, and directs them to a different thread for poster attacking. Offers them a sugar cube.*

*walks over to help NinjaKitten up and somehow falls into a quicksand-like sugar pit and vanishes Princess Bride-style*

*slices strong sugar vine nearby and dives in with it to save you*

*emerges from pit coughing up sugar*

*still in pit. Hollow ice tube pokes out, and you can hear whistling wind.*

"H-hey *cough*, are you okay down there?"

*pops up. ice tube in mouth* "I was doing the thing with the breathing through a reed, except with ice." *shrugs* "It worked okay." *noms ice and exits sugar pit* "...where'd that other guy go, anyway?"

"Haha, the breathing thing is neat.  I was just afraid it was clogged with sugar!"
"Also I have no idea where they went.  Speaking of which, the door we came through also seems to have vanished. D:"

"I'll just make a new one." *you blink, and a mahogany door has appeared.* "Ta-dah!"

"H--how did you...?"

*concentrates really hard*
*oak door appears in the ceiling, out of reach*

"yeah okay nevermind"

*heads through mahogany door*

Choice time!

A: Go back to page 10

B: Go to page 23

random.org picked choice A!

You're back in the room covered in sugar, but not made of it. There are melty ice cubes everywhere, and the chairs are all sticky. There is a broom, a mop, and a bucket of soapy water in the corner. For a moment, when you stepped through the door, you got a peek into choice "B." It was a completely blank room. (As in: pure nothingness in the form of a room.)

>> I whimper, saddened that everywhere there is to sit is ruined by stickiness.