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>Will a sentinel catch the group?
>Answer: Critical No [3]
>Critical: they are highly inebriated
"First, I will kill that wretched creature," you say, as you stand before the cell containing the mutant child.
Tyrone steps in front of you, his hands held out in opposition. "No fucking way. We ain’t killing this kid."
For you, it was a no-brainer. The ancient Pagan perspective holds that a life not worth living should be ended. The Spartans cast their deformed infants from cliffs to spare them a life of misery and purify the gene pool, but other cultures might see such monsters as holy. When a two-headed monster is born in an Indian village, it’s often perceived as a "gift from God."
The more you ponder this, the more nauseated you feel. You look around and realize you're no longer in front of the cell. Instead, you're further down the dark tunnel. Panic grips you as Eun-Ae’s voice pulls you back to the present.
“Are you okay?” she asks. “You seemed absent and didn’t say anything.”
You struggle to regain your senses. A lapse in time, of which you have no memory, leaves you feeling as if you're holding onto your sanity by a thin thread. Eun-Ae informs you that they left the cell door open, allowing the children to flee if they can.
There's no time to dwell on it. You’re closer to the enemy’s room, now. It's clear they are celebrating something: there’s chatter, laughter, and the unsettling sound of a pipe.
"I’m going to scout ahead," Eun-Ae says.
Nerves frayed, you wait in the absolute darkness. The ten minutes she is gone stretch endlessly. When Eun-Ae returns, she explains the situation.
"It’s a twenty-square-foot room with a shallow mikvah in the center. There are three adult Jews and an albino child, all dressed in black clothes. Everyone else in the room is naked. Women of various ethnicities mingle with the Jews, drinking and eating with disturbing fervor. A normal-looking child, frozen in terror, stands in the mikvah. Two African eunuchs, armed with spears, stand guard nearby. An Indian piper, also naked but wearing a bright red turban, is playing his unsettling tune. They are having a feast...”
The nakedness probably indicates their status as slaves, as opposed to the male Jews, whose religion forbids nakedness.
“The entire scene is an impious, cannibal feast. A gathering of malice and dread. They are feasting on an African man, who has been sliced into pieces, but I could still recognize the shape of what he once was. An apple had been shoved into his mouth. They were eating the slices with their fingers and laughing, even the women were laughing. I saw an oven with a fire, so a chimney must connect to a Chabad-Lubavitch building above ground. The Jewish men looked highly inebriated, barely able to stand. The room is filthy, with straw scattered on the floor, but their drinking cups were made of jewel-encrusted gold.”
