As you traverse the rubber-clad corridors of the asylum, your gaze lingers on the locked doors that punctuate the walls. Behind each one, you can hear the soft moans and gentle whimpers of the helpless, rubber-bound patients within. Dare you join them and surrender yourself to a lifetime of inescapable rubber bondage?
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