>>5198159You were already rushing out the door, but the sudden crack of a <span class="mu-r">single gunshot</span> sends you almost tripping down the stairs to the first floor.
"WARNING! WARNING!" the intercom speakers blare. "GUNFIRE DETECTED AT. EMPLOYEE. BREAK ROOM. FLOOR ONE. ALERT, ALERT, ALL SECURITY TEAM MEMBERS ARE-"
As you turn the corner, you see Ginny kneeling in shock as she clutches the <span class="mu-r">mangled fingers of her right hand.</span> That freaky living-gun-dog-meat-thing whines for its master. Casey starts to apply bandages to the wound. Employee O just stands grimacing with a pistol in his hands.
"It's the Manager!" the Head of Medical cries out in relief as she catches sight of you. "You can fix this right? Right??"
"He just shot it out of her hands, like a Goddamn cowboy film..." O mutters, uselessly.
"N-Not lethal, clean the wound first before proceeding. E-Employee O, fucking help, you filthy g-goombah." You kick at his leg to ensure his compliance and enter the break room.
<span class="mu-r">You reflexively duck as the Officer shoots once more, right into the ceiling.</span> A warning shot! A trail of smoke leaks upwards from the <span class="mu-r">service pistol</span> held within the clutch of segmented appendages.
"YOU MOVE CLOSER, I SHOOT," the Officer states his ultimatum with a voice bursting aloud like a tremendous steam pipe. "<span class="mu-i">BOZHE MOI,</span> SITS ACROSS THE TABLE IS ONLY GOOD OPPONENT IN PILLAR. I CANNOT ALLOW INTERRUPTIONS."
With that declaration, the Officer shifts his entire body towards the card table, with the gun still pointed at the general direction of the others.
Taking cover behind an overturned table with the others, you can see that almost every single employee in the room seems hesitant to act. Even Employee A looks cowed by the threat. (Well, naturally, most people don't like getting shot by the police.)
"Are you... the Overseer?" asks the wheezing red-clad security officer through quickened breaths. (G3, right.)
"Y-Yes." You flash your card.
"Should we... rush him down?"
"Guide, we'd get shot," G4 warns.
"..." His buddy nods grimly. "Okay... I know that..."
Employee G seems to be actually <span class="mu-r">sweating</span> at the tension of the situation. He looks at his full hand with an intensity you didn't know he was capable of. <span class="mu-b">The game must already be underway...</span>
How are you going to deescalate the situation, Overseer?
>[From Nobody...]"E-Everyone, get out of the room." Leave Employee G to his fate, <span class="mu-b">whatever that may be.</span>><span class="mu-r">[... to Nightmare] Stand and advance.</span>>[... to Nobody Again] "Y-You are overstepping the bounds of your inspection, O-Officer." Call him out on his terrible behavior.>Write in. 