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Switching your <span class="mu-g">BACKUUM</span> to the ‘<span class="mu-i">GALE FORCE</span>’ setting, you order Ernesto to shut the damn door–was he raised in a <span class="mu-i">barn</span> or something?! Blinking in acknowledgement, the golem reaches its hand out once more and begins siphoning the orb back into his body!
Hearing the demon’s plodding footsteps grow closer, you shift your attention to Art and order him to go check on Sybil!
“Roger!” He barks before charging down the hall towards where you came from! Turning to give Talbot instructions, you find him and Lil’ Stanley parked in front of the door ready to scrap! That’s the spirit! As your <span class="mu-g">BONE ARMOR</span> forms over your body, you grit your teeth as you spot a fleshy tendril whip around the corner towards the door!
“<span class="mu-s">WhhAAT aAaARE yYOUu HIDDINGG??</span>” Laughs a voice from beyond the door! Not keen on answering, you give Ernesto a hard glare as it finishes sucking up the remaining magic! As quickly as it opened, the door groans shut once more, sealing away the evil outside!
Well, <span class="mu-i">almost.</span> In the split second before it closes completely, a bouquet of tentacles covered in lamprey-like mouths and glowing yellow eyes dart through the remaining crack! Though they’re severed in the door nigh-instantaneously, you hear something <span class="mu-i">big</span> slam against the door from the outside! Not taking any chances, you, Ernesto, Talbot, and Lil’ Stanley get to work stomping the life out of the severed tentacles, filling your end of the hall with pitiful wails and making a huge mess in the process! Good thing you’re an <span class="mu-b">EVENING SANITATION COORDINATOR…</span> and it’s an even <span class="mu-i">gooder</span> thing you <span class="mu-b">DON’T WORK HERE!</span>
Ernesto does, however, and as he dutifully disintegrates the remains with his <span class="mu-g">COOL EYE RAY THING,</span> the commotion outside the gate starts to die down!
“<span class="mu-s">HhHheeeHheeHEEE,</span> the demon(s?) croon, “<span class="mu-s">I KKNow AnnOTHerrrrWaaYY….</span>”
With that disconcerting farewell, whatever was pounding on the door slithers away… hopefully towards a <span class="mu-i">very</span> long shortcut. Satisfied with the fact that you aren’t dead yet, you motion for your team to follow you as you jog towards Art and Syb!
… okay, you’re kinda tired, actually, so you end up walking instead. With <span class="mu-i">purpose</span>, though! Honest!
>CONTD.
