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You have an idea. You're not sure how smart it is but you have to try it.
You pull out three objects of communication. the ANTENNAE TO HEAVEN, the ELITE SILVER WALKIE TALKIE and your earpiece.
"The physical items are not what I'm offering," You clarify. "It's what they play that I offer."
The altar doesn't seem to react. You can only hope it understood.
You carefully hold out the wire-covered, metallic antler above the altar. It doesn't immediately eat it so you get the impression it understands. The sigils on the wall and ceiling manifest again but they glow a faint blue instead of red.
You can't quite hear what's being broadcasted over the antler but you can only hope it's something the anomaly likes. The sigils continue to pulse and vibrate. Your allies slowly walk back towards the airlock just in case they need to make an emergency escape.
"...GOD?"
>41!
The antler fizzles for a brief moment. That's the only change you immediately notice but the antler feels warmer now. As if it has been retuned.
>ANTENNAE TO HEAVEN has been upgraded? It's hard to tell how or in what way. Weird.
Okay. That could've been better. You hold out your walkie talkie next. Just like before, you can't hear what's being broadcasted across the radio. The sound itself disappears completely while you hold it above the altar.
No reaction just yet. You move to hover your earpiece over it, hoping this idea wasn't a flunk.
>77! DUBS!
The moment it finishes listening to whatever was being played on the earpiece and radio, you notice the filth on the walls beginning to crack. Large chunks of dried waste fall off of the walls to reveal smooth and slightly corroded metal underneath. More and more peels off the walls until everything but the floor is stripped bare.
"STO...RIES. F..EARS...H...OPES. DEL...ICIOUS. DE...LICIOUS." The barely human voice croaks out. Filth slowly cakes the walls again but the sigils now glow a faint green. You think that's a good thing?
That's odd; You didn't quite expect that. The room shakes for the briefest of moments before something manifests on top of the pedestral. You carefully grab it.
"...LEAVE. WITH THIS GIFT. A <span class="mu-b">SACRIFICE</span> LIKE YOU NEEDS IT. THE BLOOD YOU SPILL WILL BE DELICIOUS."
Your party scrambles to exit the room; You do NOT want to overstay your welcome here.
>NEON PINK VIAL. (Filled with the blood of the City's Archivist, another anomaly. Consume it to gain +1 to all stats but WILLPOWER and +2 to WILLPOWER.)
You drink the pink blood sloshing around inside of it.
>You gain another massive stat boost! Sheet will be updated soon.
Now out of the hallway, your allies finally let out a deep sigh of relief. You can tell none of them want to go back in that room and to be frank! You don't blame them! You turn behind to see how the astronaut is handling himself- Huh. He's gone. You try to see where he could've gone. There's some dusty footsteps heading over to the staircase leading further into the facility's depths.
