Buttons. The noise of buttons being pressed was ingrained in Stanley’s mind. How long had he been siting there? Days? Years? He could no longer recall, his only memories were sitting here at this desk, typing. It was the same day after day. He would receive instructions on the computer, he would type a random series of letters and numbers, and he would wait for more orders. My how his fingers ached. This job would have been soul rending if not for one thing. Stanley seemed to enjoy it. This is the story of a man named Stanley.

Hi! i'm chickenpants93 and this is my second try at making this map. i have just a little past the boss' office part of the game so far and hope to have the first ending done soon. im also working on custom 3d textures!
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