>>5369241As panic settles in, you realize that you <span class="mu-i">need</span> to escape! Nothing else matters! Tugging at your bonds, you frantically scan the eerily-sterile metal cell you’re being kept in for a way out… but your choices are pretty slim! There’s the door–metal, heavy, fit for a bunker, and shut, of course, but that means that someone’s bound to come eventually, right?
Then there’s the wall to your right–or rather a <span class="mu-i">mirror</span>. You’d wager it’s some kind of one-way window or something, but you can’t tell for sure… your head hurts too much!
Lastly, there’s the decor: a singular flickering light that swings above you like a headache-inducing pendulum, and a lone grate on the ground just big enough to stuff a tennis ball into. You don’t want to consider what they drain outta’ here…
“<span class="mu-i">S-Stan?</span>” Mutters a very bedraggled-sounding Ly, “<span class="mu-i">W-what da’ hell…?”</span>
What do?
>TRY TO SHIMMY TOWARDS THE WINDOW!>SHOUT! SEE IF YOU CAN GET SOMEONE TO OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!>ASK LY WHAT THE HELL’S GOING ON!>ATTEMPT TO KNOCK OVER YOUR GURNEY!>WAIT PATIENTLY–THERE’S GOTTA BE A REASON YOU AREN’T DEAD YET!>WRITE-IN! 