You swing it around a few times just for the hell of it and that just sends glitter- No wait, some of it got into your mouth and it tastes super sweet. It just sends bright orange sugar flying everywhere. This feels way too saccharine for you to ever use yourself.
However! No need to let it go to waste this mission. You immediately toss it over to Casey. "Here. You can have it until we're back on the surface. Then I need it back."
"hey i don't think that's a good idea-" Kiara tries her best to interject but it's too late. Casey has a god damn deathgrip on that magical wand now.
"IS SHE VIBRATING."
"Yer not seeing things."
"Vile. She should stop that."
True to what Quentin, Clover, and Wendy said, Casey is now vibrating with such intensity, you swear she's being fucking tased. Her eyes are sparkling with wild bright orange and yellow sparkles. You don't think she's even in this plane of existence with how excited she's in. Completely fucking zonked.
"LET'S, UH, MOVE." Sable laughs nervously, desperately trying to change the subject. You're noticing she's starting to flicker in and out of existence. "FUCK. SORRY, CAN'T STAY OUT HERE MUCH LONGER. MOVE."
"Look, stay quiet if that radio thing was correct." Audie rapts his segmented fist on Casey's head. This is enough to get her to stop vibrating for now. Okay. Time to finish this mission and to get the fuck out of here. Your group aims themselves before falling into position. There is only FORWARD. There is only PROGRESS.
You proceed down the blindingly white hallway. Your vision is immediately awashed in pure, radiant white light. You feel Clover's firm and weathered hand gripping onto your shoulders for support. You lead your allies down the hallway as best as you can. You can only hope that whatever you see in the other side is something you can handle.
https://youtu.be/QNgshZXMw60 - FACILITY SEVEN COMPUTER
The light eventually weakens just enough for the seven of you to get a glimpse of your surroundings. The <span class="mu-b">ADMINSTRATIVE COMPUTER ROOM</span> is oddly cramped and tiny for the second most valuable thing in this facility short of the REFINEMENT MACHINE.
Dozens of bright green fluorescent lights hang from the ceiling, casting the whole room in a sickly green hue that's
very reminiscent of ancient action moves back from the 2000s. You used to watch a few as a tiny kid with your dad but that's neither here nor there.
The walls and floor of the box-shaped room are made out of a bright green and yellow metal that's oddly well preserved despite the lack of maintenance over the years. Each wall is covered with dozens of dozens on monitors that are flicking through millions of little lines of code a second. The main floor you're on also has piles of old computers laying around on desks but the flood has completely destroyed them.
The room has a circular platform in the middle that has three rungs to it which reach higher and higher until the very top.
