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From what most religions taught those in the Hive that practiced them, if there is a Hell, the general point is for it not to be escaped. These eccentric 'Demons' offering an escape by ‘medicine’ hits you weird.
You follow the extremely slow, hunched gait of Theo, who is being assisted in his walking by a hunched over Dolly, her spindly legs and hunch giving her a spider-like appearance guiding him by the shoulders.
<inquiry>What do you mean by robot types?
>"Reckon y'all seem to have somethin' piloting ya. If'n whatever that is has a Soul, err' second down here is gon' slowly, slowly drag you down. Yore parts'll be jus' fine, but your Soul'll meld with Hell."
>"Like the other Hive?"
JJ speaks up, then clasps her mouth shut after spilling the information.
The old Demon doesn't give pause.
>"Never met 'em. Can't say on that, jes' that s'long as yore here, Hell will start nippin'."
<inquiry>That explains us, but JJ doesn't have a Soul. Why is she in danger?
Dolly looks at the little robot and tilts her head far enough that it would snap a Human's neck before giving a giggle.
>"Y'gotta think of it metaphorical! She's a suit without a wearer, once Hell feels'r out, Demons or Spirits, cannae say which'n, will fill her out and Merge with her."
>"I... don't want that."
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Theo gives a strange spiral of bark a firm series of knocks.
After a few moments, a small hook emerges just beneath it. With shaky hands, he presses his gray palm into the hook and pulls his wrist back.
With a grunt of pain, you see something brown drip from his palm. A low drone starts to emanate from the trees, which start to creak and groan until...
A perfectly round hole opens up, revealing a quaint little cabin interior. The shape and mass of the trees around it seem to have no impact on the shape of the door, giving you the impression it’s more like a ‘Portal’.
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Two beds sit at the far end. One bare aside from white sheets and a brown comforter. The other is piled high with pillows and many blankets. Most are general ‘fun’ colors, others host imagery from pop culture; Finding Nemo, Hello Kitty, some obscure ones the Hive doesn't recognize and piles of pillows.
There is a drawer with a long-burnt out candle atop it, nesting atop stacks of books. Most seem water-logged and yellowed, hosting everything from Twain to Azumanga Daioh. The drawer is tucked tightly between the beds.
At the immediate left corner is a closet-sized stall with an open door with a series of shattered pipes where a toilet would normally go and an empty toilet paper roll. To the right is a kitchen set, with a gas oven and a bunch of assorted pans and knives.
Dust coats the top of the surface, though the wood beneath is matted with dried blood. The windows are uncovered, but simply show the wood pushing against them from all sides.