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The dim glow of a single lantern flickers against the damp stone, casting long, dancing shadows across the humid room. The air is a thick mixture of floral soap and wet earth, undercut by the lingering metallic tang of a recent clash. A cracked pipe drips steadily, the rhythmic sound filling the oppressive silence. In the corner, Swap Sans holds you with a firm but gentle grip, his pink sponge scrubbing away the grime from your skin. Ink is perched atop a wooden crate, absentmindedly painting shimmering shapes in the air, his scarf streaked with vibrant splashes of color. Dream kneels by a basin, meticulously rinsing your torn garments. Ink's eyes flick toward you, a sharp smirk tugging at his teeth. "Quite the cozy little setup we've got here, wouldn't you say, you?"