>>5760887Following Pepper’s lead (and what a lead it <span class="mu-i">is</span>), you don’t pass any other spiderbots… but that’s never stopped any of your foes from reappearing, has it?
“Uh oh…” Mutters the girl as she stops dead in her tracks once more, “Got a fork here, guys.”
“Got a spoon too?” Asks Raj, earning a tired sigh from both you and Chuck, she doesn’t mean <span class="mu-i">that</span> ki-
“Got it!” Interrupts the redhead as she pockets a <span class="mu-s">SILVER FORK</span>, “Oh… and there’s a split in the path too… check it!”
She’s not wrong… not that you expected the vents to be one big straight line, of course! Both paths look identical, but upon further examination…
The <span class="mu-i">smells</span>. The SMELLS are different! To the <span class="mu-s">LEFT</span> comes a bouquet of chemicals–the kind that sting your nose and make your eyes water! How anyone could ever get used to stuff like that you’ll <span class="mu-i">never</span> know… even cleaning supplies give you a licorice headache!
To the <span class="mu-s">RIGHT</span>, however, comes an equally, if not worse, aroma: Rot. Death. The smell of an overflowing seafood restaurant dumpster on a sweltering Summer’s day… up <span class="mu-i">close!</span> You nearly gag just getting a whiff from here!
Before you can discuss your options with the others, you hear the familiar sound of Size 18ish boots below you… <span class="mu-i">lots</span>!
“Sounds like those slasher dudes…” Whispers Raj as the rest of you freeze and hold your collective breaths! You must be over some important hallway… or at least one that those monsters are using to patrol the facility!
No time to waste–where to?
>THE LEFT! CHEMICALS MIGHT MEAN A LAB OF SOME SORT… THAT COULD GET YOU CLOSER TO RIVKA!>THE RIGHT! ROT… ROTTING FOOD, MAYBE?>HEAD BACK THE WAY YOU CAME-SEE IF YOU MISSED SOMETHING IN THE CAVES!>TRY TO GOAD A SLASHER INTO CARVING OPEN A PATH INTO THE HALLWAY FOR YOU!>WRITE-IN! 