7th Floor: Gym (beside Legion of Mary room)

The gym is located right next to the Legion of Mary room and the Media Room. If you happen to walk past this room and not notice its existence, good job. I’m sure you another pair of spectacles. If you peer into the room through the window, and you will realize that this room conceals a legit bomb. I mean it. It also contains a variety of exercise equipments. A long time ago in a school far, far away, a young Marist was walking along a lonely corridor. He was blinded by the Sun who punched him smartly in the face. (language for impact) If he were Korean, he would have melted into a puddle of plastic. A door from the unbeknownst showed up, and lured the young Marist to take a look….. FAQ: Q: Why do you always seem to chance upon open doors? A: I, the wise old man, have real-time access to all information datamined by my team of intelligent primates. Every time a new discovery is made, they would upload the data through a sealed communication intranet. The access is only limited to my team. The data is then processed by my assistant Peacock. The peacock will then encrypt the data and send it to me. The peacock will also snuff out new places with its “keen nostrils.”

Video of the whole room from left to right.

Frankly, I wanted to take a “incredible panorama”, but I panicked and took a video instead.

My assistant peacock started to get paranoid and decided to nip me with its beak.

However, I managed to shrug it off and slipped my way into the Marist Residence and bolt the door shut.

Stupid fowl, it merely wanted to warn me to take cover --- as the construction workers were returning from their meal of rice, fish and rasgulla.

It was getting dark but the peacock was still outside pecking at the door. I decided to spend a day in Maris Stella High School. I noticed Studio 4 was oddly still left ajar. The pungent old man smell immediately got to me and I passed out. I was diagnosed with acute monoxide poisoning. The hospital bills were quite expensive.

You must be skeptical of what I had just written, after all the saying goes: No pictures or it didn’t happen. As I didn’t stop recording the video, I realized I had a shot of my peacock before I escaped. Here is the shot extracted from the video. If you would like to adopt my peacock, please contact me by clicking “Contact Me” which is at the top of this page.

The information in this post is accurate as of September 2015.