>>5313807The water around you grows colder as you and your friends exchange looks. Apparently no worse for wear, Vivaldi and Ernesto stand at attention… for the most part. Both golems twitch intermittently, but it’s too small of a detail to be worried about… but too noticeable to not consider.
“And what do <span class="mu-i">you</span> plan on doing, exactly?” Sybil asks, placing her hands on her hips. “You <span class="mu-i">did</span> try to use spells on us.”
“I plan on not dying again, thanks.” Teevor shrugs. “But that’s up to you, isn’t it?”
Let’s say you let him go, you snarl. What happens next?
“I track down a new hiding place and stay there until this all blows over.” Replies the captive. “Like I said–demons are skilled at worming their way into weak or stressed minds–I might spend the time reciting prime numbers… or solving some of <span class="mu-b">MEDOL’S 100 RIDDLES</span>–I’ve memorized them all, of course, but haven’t solved all of them… Bothersome.”
Sounds like a <span class="mu-i">blast</span>, you remark as you turn your attention back towards your pals. A dull creak rings out across the lab ceiling prompting you to plan out your next move…
<span class="mu-b">QUESTION 1: WHAT ROUTE WILL YOU TAKE?</span>
>THE MAINTENANCE SHAFT! LONGER, BUT SAFER, MAYBE?>THE HALLWAY EXIT! MORE DIRECT, BUT MORE NASTY!>CHECK THE OTHER LABS–MAYBE THERE’S A SHORTCUT YOU OVERLOOKED?>HOLD ON–YOU WANNA ASK TEEVOR ONE MORE QUESTION!>WRITE-IN!<span class="mu-b">QUESTION 2: WHAT WILL YOU DO WITH TEEVOR?</span>
>DUDE’S BAD NEWS. BETTER WASTE HIM TO BE SAFE!>HE’S NOT GONNA DO ANYTHING–LEAVE HIM TO HIS CRAPPY LIFE!>TAKE HIM WITH YOU–YOU MIGHT NEED HIM LATER!>ASK YOUR PALS WHAT THEY THINK!>WRITE-IN!That’s it for now, by the way! Should have more for ya’ <span class="mu-g">THURSDAY AROUND 10-11AM PST!</span>
