>>5714385Anywhere else that might work, you ask as Pepper watches with growing mirth.
“Yeesh, you’re feelin’ lucky tonight, aren’t ya?” Remarks the monitor-er! “Well if you don’t mind pine needles and pebbles in your butt I guess you could just hang out <span class="mu-s">OUTSIDE THE PERIMETER HEDGE…</span>”
Wait a sec, you stammer, the cameras stop outside the <span class="mu-i">HEDGE?</span>
“Well the <span class="mu-s">POOL</span> and <span class="mu-s">FRONT GATE AREA</span> are monitored, duh-<span class="mu-i">doi</span>...” Answers Hank in a somewhat offended tone, “But yea, everything else like the <span class="mu-s">AMPHITHEATER</span> and outside the hedge are fair game…”
Gotcha, you nod as you scan the monitors one more time, thanks for the advice, man!
“Don’t mention it!” Chirps your buddy with a friendly thumbs up, “Hope you score big tonight, dude!”
Yea, you mutter as you fail to locate Libby on the camera feeds, you hope so too… motioning for Pepper to follow you, you’re about halfway to the door when you hear a sound akin to a deflating pool toy from Hank’s corner of the room! Let me guess, you chuckle, more people goin’ at it?
“<span class="mu-i">N-n-n-no…</span>” He stammers as he points a trembling finger at the top-right monitor, “<span class="mu-i">C-Cammy…</span>”
https://youtu.be/2_YuSaOcjSUSliding back over to the security monitors, you feel something akin to an icicle stabbing you through the heart as you see what Hank sees: a Disciplinary Committee Guard with a feminine build drunkenly stumbling into the <span class="mu-s">KITCHEN</span> with her hand pressed over a growing red stain on her abdomen!
As she tries to grab the marble kitchen island for balance, the girl slips and tumbles to the floor along with several pots and pans!
What <span class="mu-i">HAPPENED</span>, you snap as Pepper snaps a few photos before you can stop her!
“<span class="mu-i">Th-th-</span> mutters the Disco Guard in the chair, “<span class="mu-i">Sh-she’s HURT! BAD!</span>”
Floundering in his chair, Hank turns your way with wide-eyes! “We need to help her! I-I NEED TO HELP-”
You cut him off by clasping your hand on his shoulder! Calm down, okay?! Just take a deep breath and let’s figure this out-
Too late. Trying and failing to rise from the now-bloody floor, Cammy crawls towards a slatted wooden door near the edge of the camera’s view. <span class="mu-s">THE PANTRY.</span>
“I gotta call this in!” Sputters Hank as he grabs his earpiece! “How did no one see her?!”
Your mind races as the situation catches up to you… whatever’s going on, she’ll need <span class="mu-s">MEDICAL SUPPLIES</span>--you have a pretty good idea of where to find those… that said, what should you do?
>STOP HIM FROM CALLING IT IN!>LET HIM CALL IT IN!>WRITE-IN!<span class="mu-s">AND:</span>
>SEND HANK DOWN TO HELP WHILE YOU MONITOR!>GET PEPPER TO ASSIST!>HEAD DOWN YOURSELF!>TALK THIS OUT SOME MORE-DON’T PANIC!>WRITE-IN! 