As you walk through the tunnel you can see a light up ahead. You run towards it, thinking you have found God. Oh no! You're in the sub-sub basement of the Goddard library. In it, you find everything that you thought was lost at Clark-- enthusiasm, spirit, efficiency, and administrators who care. Of course, this says nothing about the large, festering wounds oozing green, gurgling puss gathering in suspicious puddles and peppering the landscape.

 Scared and frightened, you run back towards the tunnel. The smell of your flatulence has disappeared. You hear a scurrying in the background. Oh no, rats as large as cats! You chase them up a sewer pipe-- maybe they'll wind up in a toilet somewhere. You follow the tunnel onward. You hear the screech of the escort van overhead. You must be under Woodland Street heading back towards Downing.

 You find the tunnel getting narrower and lower. There is no turning back now, however. (Those who turn back to an earlier page will be instantly eaten alive by the sewer rats.)

 You look up, and you can see the edges of carpeting making a square. This seems intriguing. You push up on the square, and you are in the MassPIRG office. Hmm... This is getting weirder and weirder.

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