>>6339154You want to answer, but you're afraid of revealing your position to whatever is making that sound. With sword in hand and rifle in tow, you peek out of the bedroom and into the hallway, but you can't see Hassan. You hear the scratching again, this time more furious. You could wait for him, but maybe whatever's inside will break out first and come at you...
You shimmy along the wall towards the adjacent bedroom and jiggle the door handle. It's unlocked. In a sudden burst of courage, you kick down the door and lift the rifle to your shoulder while holding your saber in reverse-grip in the other hand, a dual-wielding stance that your father once taught you...
The door swings open to reveal a child's bedroom, with appropriate wallpaper and a small bed tucked into the corner. At the far end of the room, blocking the view of a window, is an upturned metallic barrel, the likes of which are typically used to contain waste. What is that doing here... ?
From behind the barrel a pair of orbs emerge, one red and the other blue. They are floating in midair as if swimming. You notice that the orbs are attached to bone-like fish faces, fins, and tails, as if they were swimming through air. You've never seen such a thing! They are criss-crossing each other, hovering over the barrel and intermittently scratching at it with their chitinous faces, but their agitated movement suggests that they'll attack at any moment...
"Wait! What's that?!" You can hear Hassan's voice coming from the kitchen, presumably he is running to your position. But there's no time. You need to make a decision now.
>Shoot the red flying fish [1d2]>Shoot the blue flying fish [1d2] 