Choosing A would have resulted in a further choice regarding whether or not to save whoever's inside. Choosing B would have resulted in instant death.>>11824813Out of nowhere, a ceiling tile crashes from above, deteriorating into pieces as soon as it hits the floor.
"HOLY FUCK!"
It just barely misses you by a few inches..
"How the hell...?"
You look up, and you're able to see what looks like a shadowy figure scuttling through the dark insides of whatever's in that damn ceiling.
"What the..."
Shivering, you turn the handle on Silver's door open.
>SILVER SILVERSON-----------------------------------------------------------
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qQ7R5QewvOU"Hold up. Hold up. A ceiling tile fell out of no where, just outside of my room, and you expect me to believe that?"
Silver cocks an eyebrow, his fingers fumbling around with the jello that the nurses keep bringing him. As it's the "only thing his throat can keep down".
"God, I fucking hate jello."
You scratch your head, it honestly seems kinda silly in retrospect, but who else can you turn to?
"Silver, I'm serious! And it's not just that, I could have sworn something was following me on the way over here. And I think it has something to do with the Mankey's Paw I told you about earlier."
Silver pauses, spoon of jello about to enter his mouth, "Eh? That wasn't just another one of your stupid fucking jokes?"
"No! I'm serious! How come you're not believing me?"
Silver's eyes wander around the room, "Oh please. Gold Golderson, fibbing and making up stories to win the heart of a few babes he fancies. What a surprise. Face it weakling, you always make up crap."
"This time I'm for real!"
Silver bites his lip, "Neat-o. How's my Feraligatr? I didn't start acting nice to him just so he could slack off."
"Don't worry, I've made sure he's earned his exercise well."
