Leave the bed where you just put it...

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You leave the bed where it is, and that's when something miraculous happens. The bed's weight on the part of the floor that isn't cracked causes the cracked portion to crumble completely. The room plummets for a single heart-stopping moment, a thick pillar breaking through the remains of the floor. The fall lasts until the ceiling collides with the sharp tip of the pillar. The room hangs on the pillar, wobbling slightly. You breathe. The pillar finally manages to pierce the ceiling completely after a few seconds of wobbling, and the room is entirely impaled on the pillar. The bed flies out the open door as the cell drops downward along the pillar like an elevator from hell, the strong material of the room demolishing every piece of broken architecture that blocks the way down along the pillar. It's all over as suddenly as it started; you rise from the floor of the cell a little shaken, but otherwise no worse for the wear. Best of all you're on the ground, the fallen cell now surrounded by glorious rubble! You climb out, impervious to the radiation in the air thanks to that handy suit you grabbed earlier. You escaped the suspended cell with your life, and you're now free to roam the putrid wasteland that surround you! You're about to give yourself a pat on the back when the last standing portions of the building begin to collapse all around you, tonnes of metal and cement crushing portions of the rubble and sending debris flying in every direction. You barely escape with your life after several narrow misses, and now you stand just outside the completely ruined prison. Where now?

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