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Having hit your <span class="mu-s">DREAM CIGARETTE BURN QUOTA</span> for the day, you give your master a gracious bow! Thanks for the pep talk!
“I’ll be addink eet to your tuition bill,” She replies, taking a drag from her cigarette as you feel yourself start to shift! “And don’t even theenk of beink late next class…”
Yikes! Nodding vigorously, you instinctively squint when a blinding light assaults your eyes!
Wait, what the hell?! You thought you were gonna wake up! Are you <span class="mu-i">DYING!?</span>
“Not <span class="mu-i">yet</span>...” Murmurs an unfamiliar and very tired female voice! “Pizza boy’s up.”
Your vision clears much faster this time around, and as the source of the light is pulled out of your face you find yourself staring into the practically-shut eyes of a girl with long blue hair and some kind of lab coat!
<span class="mu-i">Where…</span> you wheeze as you survey the dark, prisonlike room around you, <span class="mu-i">where AM I?</span>”
“Back among the <span class="mu-i">living</span>.” Replies your nurse with what you assume is her version of a smile. Still drowsy, your sight dips towards the <span class="mu-s">ID TAG</span> dangling from a lanyard around her pale neck-the name ‘<span class="mu-s">MABEL MORAY</span>’ emblazoned in bold black font above another familiar name and logo:
‘<span class="mu-s">HAUSER PHARMACEUTICALS</span>’.
Before you can inquire further, a set of fancy shoes emerges from the dark corners of the room attached to someone you would have preferred <span class="mu-i">not</span> to run into…
“What the hell did you give him?” Asks <span class="mu-s">JAKE HORNSBY</span> as he adjusts his glasses.
“Something to cover up the damage your thug did.” Sighs the nurse as she takes a sip from a <span class="mu-s">COFFEE MUG</span> held loosely in her gloved hand. “And any <span class="mu-i">more</span> bumps and scrapes that might occur…”
Trotting over to a nearby <span class="mu-s">TRASH CAN</span> in her <span class="mu-s">KNEE-HIGH BOOTS,</span> Nurse Mabel dumps a bundle of <span class="mu-s">PAPER TOWELS</span> in before heading towards a door at the far end of the room! Pausing in front of it, the nurse raises an eyebrow in Jake’s direction.
“We good here?”
The boy nods. “Thank you again.”
The nurse shrugs. “‘S your guy’s money…”
Taking her leave, you’re left alone in a dark cement room with the guy everyone’s been warning you about all night. Scanning your dungeon for exits, you spot a few narrow <span class="mu-s">BASEMENT WINDOWS</span> to your left and right, but apart from those the door’s the only exit.
“<span class="mu-s">DIESEL CRASH…</span>” Recites the VP, “You’re starting to make me wish we ordered <span class="mu-i">CHINESE</span> food.”
You’ll tell him what you think about <span class="mu-i">that</span> crap! Rising to your fe-
Oh wait, nope…
“We restrained you for your own safety.” Jake explains as he points one of his black-gloved fingers at the <span class="mu-s">ZIP-TIES</span> keeping your arms and legs in your seat! “When they’ll come off depends on <span class="mu-i">you</span>.”
What do!?
>SCREW THIS-YOU WANNA TALK TO MINA!
>WHERE’S RAJ AND PEPPER?
>WHAT HAPPENED?
>WHO WAS THAT GIRL JUST NOW?
>STAY SILENT-LET THIS GUY TALK!
>FREE YOURSELF! RRGH!
>WRITE-IN!
