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The air gets warmer and more humid with every step. The environment also changes. If you were walking through a forest before, now instead of oaks there are huge elephant trees and at the river, there are mahogany trees. River? Correct. You have discovered it about 100 meters from the crossroads and followed it upstream to its source.

You can't see the ceiling anymore. The damp fog that has settled over the valley is too thick. You've walked about a kilometer and still, the enormity of this project floats through your mind. How the heck do you build an underground room this size, let alone an entire forest in here? You probably didn't wait for the trees to grow, but brought them here. But how? Money seems to make everything possible. And LUX seems to have a lot of it, thanks to its financially strong guests.

You hear the splashing of water and shortly after you see a waterfall. This must be the source of the river.

You also see two people standing and bathing a few meters from the waterfall. You move a little closer to get a better look at them.

"Mom, the water is so fucking cold!" you hear a young female voice call out.

"Now don't be such a wimpy, Sophie. The sauna is too hot, the blackroom too dark and you're too bad an actress for role-playing on the purple floor! Next time I'll leave you with Dad."

"So he can talk to me about all soccer events of the last twenty years? No thanks, I'd rather watch you cheat on Dad".

"Sophie, you know that's not true. Dad and I have..."

"..specially agreed in the marriage contract that you can come here once a month, for a weekend, because of Dad's little cock, and let yourself being hammered through. And the whole thing may not be counted negatively against you in the case of a divorce, yeah yeah sure."

"Sophie! Don't talk to me like that!"

Oh dear. Mother-daughter drama.