Destro_Exit8= Escape Exit 8
Destro_Exit8_Exit8= Exit 8
Destro_Exit8_Explanation= Welcome to Exit8.
Your goal here is to get past 8 rooms, however, there are some conditions.
You mustn't go forward if there are any anomalies.
You mustn't go back if there aren't any anomalies.
Pay attention to your surroundings and yourself, and you may find your way out of this place. 

Destro_Exit8_interactdoor_normal= STAFF ONLY
Destro_Exit8_interactdoor_normal2= BATHROOM

Destro_Exit8_interactdoor_anomaly= YLNO FFATS
Destro_Exit8_interactdoor_anomaly2= MOORHTAB

Destro_Exit8_interactwindow= You look outside the window.
It's a beautiful night outside.

Destro_Exit8_interactwindow_anomaly= You look outside the window.
{#000111}back go back go back go b{#}ack go back go back go back go back go back go back go back go back go back go back go back go back go back go back go

Destro_Exit8_interact_playback= {#000111} perhaps you should run away, {#}
{#000111} while you still can.{#}

Destro_Exit8_interact_ghost= {#000111} we{#} we{#000111}re all like you on{#}ce{#000111}.{#} 
{#000111} lo{#}okin{#000111}g for a exit, {#}
{#000111} just pass{#}in{#000111}g by. {#}
{#000111} We w{#}ere a{#000111}ll doomed by our ig{#}nor{#000111}ance. {#}

Destro_Exit8_interact_poster= You’re not supposed to stop here.
No one does. This passageway isn’t made for lingering. 
It's made for passing through—gray walls, flickering fluorescents, that faint smell of rust and wet concrete that clings to your clothes like old breath. 
The ceiling presses low. The echo of footsteps isn't comforting—it’s clinical. Mechanical. Down here, time stretches. You walk like a ghost. Head down. Forward. Always forward.
And then you see it.
At first, you think it’s a trick of the light. A reflection, maybe—some graffiti-glossed poster curling at the edges. But no. You slow. Turn your head. And everything inside you stills.
A poster. Backlit. Clean. Towering. Glowing like a window torn open in the middle of the dark.
Mount Everest.
It takes up the whole panel—floor to ceiling, end to end. And somehow, more than that. You take a step closer, and it feels like the passageway stretches, the ceiling lifts, the walls fall away. 
Suddenly there’s sky. Cold air. Silence.
The photo is brutal in its beauty. Hyper-real, like it shouldn’t fit inside something as ordinary as a poster frame. 
You can see the frost bite into the rock, the storm clouds curling at its shoulders, the sun striking the peak like a blade. 
There’s no text. No logo. No human hand at all. Just the mountain. As if it printed itself into the world.
You exhale. Slow. Almost reverent.
And for the first time in days—maybe longer—your mind quiets.
There’s something about it that hits deeper down than you’re ready for. It’s not just Everest. It’s what it means. 
This brutal monument. This silent god of stone. It makes you feel microscopic, sure—but also awake. Like the mountain is looking at you, not the other way around. 
Like it sees through your jacket, your spine, your pulse. Like it knows you’ve been sleepwalking. Settling. Hiding.
And for a second, under the buzz of dying lights and the occasional drip of leaking pipe, you imagine climbing it.
Not metaphorically. Not in some quote on a coffee mug. Really climbing. Ice axe in hand. Breath burning. 
Every step a question: Do I go on? Can I? Will I?
You want that.
Not the summit, necessarily—but the going. The trying. The risk.
And maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll forget this feeling in five minutes when you resurface into the chaos of streetlights and sirens. 
But right now, in this quiet, ugly corridor, with your breath caught somewhere between your ribs and your throat, you remember something. 
Something you lost. Or never found. Or buried.
You glance around. No one else seems to notice. They walk past with earbuds in and heads bowed, blind to the world breaking open on the wall.
But you saw it.
You see it.
And even after you walk away, the mountain stays with you—
behind your eyes, beneath your skin,
rising.

Destro_Exit8_interactdoor_openstaff= STAFF ONLY
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Destro_Exit8_End_Sign= Thank you for using the underground passageway.
We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause you,
but we ask you to look for all anomalies.
Every anomaly you find will bring a flutterbird back to this tree, and there are 50 anomalies in total.
Under these crumble blocks, there is a shortcut that'll take you to the start of the tunnel.
(Hey, breaking the fourth wall to warn you that collecting the heart will reset all of your progress for the flutterbird thing.
Please restart the chapter or just go through the shortcut if you want to collect all 50 anomalies.
Destro out.)
We appreciate your understanding and cooperation.

poem_Destro_Exit8_Exit8_A= Exit 9!/8(32+1)!

Achievement_Exit8_ModName= Exit 8 Achievements

Achievement_Exit8_WaterfloodFlee_Name= Water flood Flee
Achievement_Exit8_WaterfloodFlee_Description= Try or succeed escaping a water flood alive.

Achievement_Exit8_Abyss_Name= Abyss
Achievement_Exit8_Abyss_Description= Jump into complete darkness.

Achievement_Exit8_Iseethelight_Name= I see the light
Achievement_Exit8_Iseethelight_Description= Get blinded by the holy light.

Achievement_Exit8_ThatPoster_Name= That poster!?
Achievement_Exit8_ThatPoster_Description= Interact with the one and only.

Achievement_Exit8_Hi_Name= Hi
Achievement_Exit8_Hi_Description= Interact with a passerby ghost.

Achievement_Exit8_WarmEmbrance_Name= Warm Embrance
Achievement_Exit8_WarmEmbrance_Description= Hold still for a few seconds near a ghost.
