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...Your eyes burst open, only to close again by the blinding lights of the all too familiar desolate aquatic laboratory. This time thankfully dry, or at the very least as dry as such a place can be. You calm your raging heart, and take a deep breath.
You find yourself sitting limply, but comfortably, with your back supported by the wall. How did you get there? Tentatively, you bring your hand to your throat, and with a sigh of relief you realize that it's whole, if not slightly scarred. Could it all be a mere dream? Did you brained yourself on accident?
...All hope is dashed, when you spot your school uniform - utterly drenched in concoction of water and blood; your blood. With your pencil skirt, tights and loafers still dipped in the copper-scented puddle. Your navy blazer torn and stained crimson neck-down. You survived, but it clearly payed the price.
With wobbly motions you get up, slowly adjusting to... Being... Again. To think that your first encounter in this hallways would end so horribly. Maybe if you chose differently... Nah, any choice is good, so long as its willed. Although, dying, getting separated... Actually, you wonder what S-
"S-Se-young!" You cough more so than scream. "Are y-you th.. there?" You look over the now empty lab.
Further plans and answers be damned, you need to find her. Quick glance reveals bloody, but human, bootprints heading away from you and into the doors at the end of the lab.
"I'm c-coming. Hold on. Please." You breath, and deliver on your promise. Increasingly more confident in your gait.
Soon you find yourself in what appears as a living quarters, with messy beds, pool table and- "Se-young!" The girl sits hunched in the corner of the room, one hand clutching her knees, and the other holds.. a black pistol.. pointed at her head... Wait, no!
"DON'T!!!" Your scream makes her jolt and your throat burn, but thankfully, also causes her to lower her weapon. She stares at you blankly, messy make-up stains her face.
"...How?" She whimpers, free hand sweeps away the excessive tears form her face.
"Don't do it, please!" You say, running to close the distance. "It's fine! I'm fine, too!"
"How... How dare you? ...You MONSTER!" She screams, and points the gun straight at you. Stopping you dead in your tracks. What?
"J-just killing wasn't enough! Why... Are you mocking me...!?" Her voice falters, but her grip on the gun remains steadfast.
She thinks you one of those fish-people? Doppelganger, maybe? Whatever the case, you can't just die so soon after... dying. Further, you don't want her to do it, she's suffered enough. Thankfully you got there in time...
> Stay put, you don't know what happened after your... Absence. Reassure her it's you. (1d100)
> Walk towards her, you ARE her friend, she will not harm you. Reassure her it's you. (1d100)
> Dash to cover, better safe than sorry. Reassure her from safety of cover. (1d100)
> You died enough. Time to bail. Run and let Se-young figure herself out.
