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There is a ringing white noise reverberating in your skull. Was the gun loaded with blanks? You feel dazed and shaken. The side of your head feels burning hot, wet, cavitated. Rivulets trickling down your cheeks and neck. Is it sweat or blood? In the sauna heat of the spa it is hard to tell - everything in this room is illuminated red. You are gripped by a feverish hunger.
You are still pondering this when you see there is a security guard in full riot gear standing before you aghast. He must have heard the gunshots and rushed in. You cannot see his face but he is gesturing at you in panic and fear. You have been deafened by twelve gunshots to the head and have no idea what he is saying, but this guard is jabbing frantically at you and perhaps the spent handgun with its locked-back slide. The security guard is armed with an extendable, telescoping baton.
In your mind, you begin to walk Through A Red Forest...
>Kill the guard
>kILL tHE GUaRD
>KILL HIM KILL HIM KILL KILL KILL
>Try to push past this security guard and flee towards the exit corridor
