Congratulations, you've made it to Level 10! This is the point where the rules get weird.
From now on, the floors are made of Jell-O, the walls are made of fire, and the ceiling is a perpetual loop of "What's the point?".
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Warning: The only way to proceed is to click the link to Level 11: The Pointlessness. Do not attempt to go back, as the previous levels will have been erased from existence.