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Spurred on by an urgency only intense disgust can fuel, you send a cloud of <span class="mu-g">BONE DUST</span> out from within your snaggletooth and onto the floor behind the sentry! Materializing into the spitting (and <span class="mu-i">DANGEROUSLY</span> good looking) image of yourself, you give your doppelganger a simple task:
<span class="mu-i">Run</span>.
And run it does! Cackling like a maniac, your shadow immediately takes off deeper into the maze of generators prompting the guard to dutifully stomp after it in pursuit!
“<span class="mu-s">INITIATING SCAN. DO NOT MOVE. INITIATING SCAN. DO NOT MOVE. INITIATING SCAN. DO NOT MOVE. INITI…</span>”
As the guard’s mechanized voice trails off into the distance, you look back to find your comrades relatively unharmed <span class="mu-i">AND</span> not kissing! Double-win!
“W-well,” Sybil remarks as she hastily fixes her hair, “You’ve bought us some time, Stanley. Though I’m not sure how long that distraction will hold…”
“Long enough for us to get the hell outta’ here!” Talbot counters as he adjusts his <span class="mu-g">FANCY BOWTIE.</span> “Come on!” Charging towards what appears to be a door at the end of one of the rows of generators, the janitor lingers in place for a moment before sheepishly trudging back.
“I uh… I’ve got no clue where the hell we are, Stan.”
Neither do you, but you ain’t gonna say that! Tapping your chin in thought, you head over to the door Talbot approached and give it a good frown–besides being sealed behind teeth-like bars, the Atlantean door hums with a dull, tooth-tingling energy–one that gives you a mini-migraine just staring at it!
“Sealed…” Sybil remarks as she and Art follow you over. “With <span class="mu-b">MAGIC,</span> no doubt.”
Scowling at the glowing door, you can’t help but scoff a bit. What gave her <span class="mu-i">that</span> idea?
“That, mostly.” Following her pale finger, you find yourself staring at a flickering orb seated in a small recess beside the door. Crackling with alien energy, it changes color as you bring your hand closer to it.
“Any idea on how it works?” Art asks as he looks at Syb.
“Not entirely, no…” Sybil huffs, “But I can try to find out…”
“<span class="mu-i">OR</span> we just cut the power to it.” Talbot shrugs as he points towards one of the several conduits running along the floor and into the generators around you.
“Or we could just, y’know, search for <span class="mu-i">another</span> way out.” Ly suggests, earning a shrug from you. But that’s <span class="mu-i">HARD!</span>
“Sure is, but we found a way <span class="mu-i">in</span>, didn’t we?” Your bones counter. “There might be a few more subtle ways around…”
“Though your choice of distractions might have raised suspicions anyways.” Says Sybil with a frown. “It won’t be long until <span class="mu-i">some</span>thing finds us…
What’s the plan?
>HAVE SYB TRY THE DOOR!
>FIDDLE WITH THE MECHANISM YOURSELF!
>TAKE DOWN SOME GENERATORS TO REMOVE THE SEAL!
>SEARCH FOR ANOTHER VENT OR SOMETHING!
>TALK TO THAT SENTRY!
>JUST BUST THE DOOR MECHANISM OPEN!
>WRITE-IN!
