>>1615567Oh dear. "Wait. I remember them saying the east tower was the tallest, and this room is underground. Our clothes are on the opposite side of the building." I say, trying to not panic the emotionally fragile Elenor. I'd certainly rather pretend the whole event never happened.
This seems unnecessary, as she's already put her pearl bikini on, and I can see the central string of pearls dividing her lower lips. Having some clothing on, even totally inadequate clothing, seems to completely change her attitude. "Okay Junko. The situation is bad, but we can handle it. Our objective is in the east tower, which we're directly under. While I was checking out the room, I noticed what looks like a dumbwaiter. We can just use that. Junko, check out the dumbwaiter."
I don't bother putting on the bikini just now; it's basically worse than being naked, but I do follow her suddenly imperious command. The dumbwaiter appears to be another terrible joke by whoever made this room. The door, once opened is revealed to be the source of the pink mist, which rolls out thicker than ever. The floor of the elevator, which looks about big enough for two people to squeeze into is covered in a two-foot thick layer of translucent pink goop, probably whatever's filling the mattress. Riding the dumbwaiter up looks to be asking for trouble. On the other hand, people will be waking up soon, making our way through the castle to the top floor means being seen with near certainty.
PROMPT:
A) Ride the dumbwaiter up, risk whatever chemical hazards it contains.
B) Make our way on foot, risk being seen.
Alpha) Don't wear the stupid bikini, it's insulting.
Beta) At least putting it on means I don't have to carry it and risk dropping it.
