>Cameron, the Hotel's caretaker, finishes sweeping aside some last piles of debris, which vanish into sparkling light as the damaged hotel repairs itself in a blinding white glow.
>PREVIOUSLY ON THE VOID HOTEL
Everyone sank farther into depression as they tried to cope with their loss of any purpose or narrative to give their existence meaning. Salsa got blackout drunk again, Three caught fire again, and everyone hung around and accomplished nothing, which is admittedly almost all one can accomplish around here.
>He pauses, returning the broom to a closet that hadn't previously been visible in the lobby, and promptly returned to that state.
Then for some reason beyond even my limited divinity's power to understand, a shockwave through all reality even managed to damage this place. Nobody was hurt, not that you stay hurt for long here, and I've finally managed to bring the place together again without losing any bits.
>He turns towards whatever individual he spoke to one last time before returning to his usual place behind the bar.
No, I haven't found the amusement park yet. I know you miss it, but it broke off back when the old place fell apart completely.
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