As the elevator chugs down to the third floor, the last floor this elevator seems to have access to, you prepare for whatever's on the other side.
https://youtu.be/X5sbYq3A7t4 - SECURITY
The elevator opens up on the third floor and the only word you can use to describe what you see is 'a complete massacre'. You try to process everything a bit at a time with reminding yourself of the layout of the floor.
You're in the middle of a star-shaped hub with the direction of the elevator pointed south. So you see two southern hallways, one west (where the escape hatch is) and one east (where the hidden paths deeper into the other facilities). Directly north of here is where the Manager's Office will be. To your left and right are where the containment cells are.
That's about all you can distract yourself with before the smell of blood hits your nose and the sound of the groaning, wailing moans of half dead ETFs, K-Corp units, and gang members ringing through your ears hits you.
You can't even see what the floor through the thick pool of blood that has started to congealed and clot into an almost jelly-like substance that squirms with every movement that the heavily injured survivors make. Their bodies have injuries that you can't even begin to process what could've caused them.
A woman in a dark leather jacket with a white spade stamped on the back of it has her arms twisted backwards at a sharp 45 degree angle and her legs aren't much better. She's barely able to move on the ground she's on.
A man in a bright white jacket with a black club stamped on the back has half of his head completely pulverized. There's not even a hint on where the left side of his face went, it's like it was erased from existence.
A figure in a safety orange and yellow colored hazmat suit (K-Corp, you presume) clearly doesn't have any limbs anymore given how limp and hollow the suit's arm and leg sleeves are. Yet there's no cut on their suit anywhere.
The rest of the bodies aren't much better. Limbs are broken or removed outright, some of them don't even have faces anymore to recognize...fuck. There's only about half a dozen out of the fifty something you last mindread here that could be argued to be 'not in crippling agony or flat out dead."
Casey immediately retches onto the floor without any hesitation. Clover and Quentin immediately rush over to pat her on the back, trying to offer comfort to her. Wendy and Kiara, while not enjoying it, are numbed enough to the bloodshed to not panic.
>-1 RESTRAINT TO CASEY! 3/4 LEFT![SILVER INSTINCT] Naomi has to keep her gaze away from it but you can absolutely tell it's not from discomfort. With how her mouth is curling up into a hesitant smile, it's clear what old habit is flaring up in her.
[HIGH FLESH] You manage to avoid retching like Casey did. If there's one thing that all of your missions have done, it's given you an iron stomach. You won't be taking any RESTRAINT damage today.
"H...ello?"
