>>5171158Right? The whole thing smells fishy to you, too! Even Denise thought it was odd, an-
“Denise?” Syb asks, wrinkling her nose at the sound of her name. “I <span class="mu-i">knew</span> I detected a change in the bunker’s humidity levels… You saw her?”
You friggin’ <span class="mu-i">bailed</span> her out, you groan as you glance towards the door! She’s not eavesdropping, right Ly?
“Nope.” Your skeleton dutifully reports. “Been checkin’ dis’ whole time!”
Super.
“Your decisions haven’t killed us yet, Stan,” The Goth begins with a worried look on her face, “but are you <span class="mu-i">certain</span> that’s a good idea?”
No, you spit, but that’s why you wanted to get Syb in on the loop! Dr. Dork thinks that whatever’s going on can’t be done with just one person! Digesting your explanation with a thoughtful rub of her chin, The Goth raises a pierced eyebrow your way. “I mean… It <span class="mu-i">would</span> make sense, wouldn’t it? After what we saw in the <span class="mu-g">DEAN’S VILLA…</span>”
Yea, you frown, and that’s what worries you: if they could slice n’ dice the Dean in his <span class="mu-b">MAGICAL SECURITY SYSTEM THING,</span> what kind of crazy bastards are we dealing with?
“Smart ones.” Sybil huffs. “And ones that know what we’re capable of.”
Well, you shrug, your boss <span class="mu-g">SONNY… or SUNNY… </span> is pretty darn paranoid about it. You’re not even sure why they decided to meet with you-
“Hold on, Stan,” Sybil interjects, “You <span class="mu-i">MET</span> them?”
Well, <span class="mu-i">yea</span>, you scoff, who <span class="mu-i">haven’t</span> you run into today?
“Stanley, you met with <span class="mu-g">SONNY BRUCKMANN JR–</span>that… that just <span class="mu-i">doesn’t</span> happen, does it?”
Well it <span class="mu-i">did</span>, you counter, and they were even weirder in person! They were in a wheelchair and hooked up to this <span class="mu-g">GAS MASK</span> and they fed you lobster-
“Curious…” Sybil frowns. “I hope you know you met a ghost, Stanley.”
G-G-g-G-g-<span class="mu-s">GHOST?!?</span>
“Not <span class="mu-i">that</span> kind…” The Goth groans as your sudden shout sends your raccoon scampering into the <span class="mu-g">BATHROOM!</span> “I mean they don’t really <span class="mu-i">make</span> appearances, Stan. I suppose now we know why…”
Yea, you nod, you <span class="mu-i">think</span> they made an announcement at the <span class="mu-r">CHRISTMAS PARTY</span> back in the day, but it was over a speaker or something…
“In any case, we also know that they’ve had dealings with that <span class="mu-g">CULT</span> in the past…” Sybil sighs, rubbing her head in frustration. “I’d be careful of what they say, Stan.”
Yea, you huff, about that…
>CONTD. 