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It's a cubic room that's mostly just a smooth icy, smooth expanse. There's only has two things of note in it: meathooks hanging from the ceiling and walls and the EXTRACTION machine itself.
Hanging off the MEAT HOOKS is, to your horror, the mangled bodyparts of at least a dozen different humans. None of them are alive, thankfully, but that's only because it's a random assortment of severed arms and legs. A few heads also hand loosely on the meathooks, staring vacantly into nothingness.
[BLIND OPTIMISM] Benjamin tries shoving away the horrific sight like nothing's wrong. "At least we're dealing with the person who did all of this, right?"
>BENJAMIN is now at 5/6 RESTRAINT! He gains 2% PROGRESS, up to 130/170 now!
Seath tries to hold back his disgust but he can't. He has to look away from the mangled mess of limbs. "Been a while since I've seen that, ha."
>-1 SEATH RESTRAINT! Immediately negated by HOLY TEARS healing 1 RESTRAINT, leaving him at 9/23.
You? You feel numb. <span class="mu-g">Knowing you have the guy responsible for this helps you avoid taking any damage luckily.</span>
The machine itself is, well, it looks a bit different than you thought. It's a 15 foot tall grey cube that looks like a generic testing object in a 3D modeling software. "EXTRACTION" is written in bold black Slussen (a common industrial font type) text on the upper half of it.
You count at least four small compartments and one large compartment scattered across its surface. The small compartments read "FOR SMALL GOODS." and the large one reads "FOR LARGE ONES, TAKES TIME". You assume this is where they'd stuff the...goods into.
The only person in here is a guard who's cowering in the far corner of one of the rooms. In her mangled tendril hand is- Wait, is that a radio?
<span class="mu-r">!WARNING!</span> <span class="mu-r">RISK LEVEL HAS RISEN!</span>
"T-they got the boss! Ev-everyone, leave your stations and h-head towards EXTRACTION! NOW! NOW!"
Fuck. You can already hear a raucous cacophony of maniac screaming and insane laughter echoing from all across the factory. A thunderous assortment of at least ten or twelve different footsteps, hard to tell with how much echoing there is, is making their way towards EXTRACTION.
Your earpiece crackles to life with Kiara's voice. "Did you hear that too? Seems like none of them are heading to us, we can extract the survivors just fine."
Clover's voice is next, "What in tarnation are you fuckers doing? GET OUT, they're clearly riled up over something."
Max's voice follows after that, "Ha! Nicole and Ben can handle it...right? We'll try to get the survivors out as quickly as possible."
The OLD MAN regains consciousness and is now squirming like a mad bastard. He fails to get out of Seath's grip and fails to even scratch at the ODDITY ARMOR he's wearing. But you know you have to make a decision now. How do you want to approach this situation?
You're shredding him no matter what. You brought him here for a reason. Why else would you have taken him prisoner?
