[When they next open their eyes, it is to a completely normal looking elevator that has been shot up to hell and splattered in blood and viscera. The escape hatch on the elevator's ceiling has been pried open, smeared with blood and a thick, olive green substance. The teen is nowhere to be seen.
The thick, coppery scent of blood lingers in the air like a miasma. It is accompanied by an underlying smell of gunpowder and the acrid stench of vomit. The floor feels tacky. They will find that they have to practically unstick themselves from the nearly dried pool of blood beneath their bodies whenever they decide to get up.
Just outside the elevator, they find six corpses. Some human. Some not. But none of them resemble the monstrous creatures they fought earlier.
Rita's mouth tastes like blood and formaldehyde.
When Datz, Jolyne and Rita look around, they will notice that they are not alone in the elevator. In the place of their two companions, they see two completely inhuman creatures.
And that is not all.
There is something terribly, horribly wrong with their own body. Examining themselves, they realize...
she is just. she doesn't really know what to say? she's just looking in shock (as much as she can seem like she's looking, the way she is right now.) whatever counts for hands? trembling. in fact, her entirety is shaking, because she doesn't know what's going on. ]
R-Rita...? Datz...?
[ haha hahahahhahahahahaha oh god she's just slowly crawling out of the elevator. backwards. she doesn't know where she's doing and her body feels so heavy, so full of pain. she's hungry and cold and overwhelmed and hurt. she just. is trying to steady herself as she turns to look at the scene. the blood. the vomit. the fluids. ]
What the fuck... w-what the fuck!
[ she's scared! congrats quynn! christ! i mean she was scared before but now she's terrified actually. ]
[ yeah that about sums it up!!!! he's just recoiling as soon as he looks down at— well, where his human body is supposed to be, and then looking up at the ceiling of the elevator — at the open hatch and greenish trail, and at their reflections, which are now a million times worse to look at than the bloodstained faces they saw looking back at them earlier. ]
I don't... what the hell...
[ how does this make any sense?? maybe it's— they were just falling asleep a minute ago, so maybe they still are? fuck, can he even pinch himself right now????
he's moving out of the elevator after jolyne, surveying the awful scene in front of them and quickly registering how no, actually, everything about this kind of adds up with the scene before this. where each of the bodies are, the vomit, the broken glass... what the fuck.
he's... going to go over to that security room now to see what was really up there on the third floor, perhaps against his better judgment. ]
[ rita opens her eyes and slowly pushes herself up off of the floor. she falters, her wounded arm buckling under the weight, and she has to steady herself before trying again.
then she sees what those arms look like. her body. and two others, here with her.
no. no. no. no!
she gasps and shudders. ]
No... no, no, this can't...
[ somehow, she pulls herself to her feet and stumbles out of the elevator. she wants to get away. from what? she's not sure. all of this. this has to be a bad dream.
slowly dragging her injured leg, rita tries to move past the bodies on the floor, but she can't help but look at them. and at the shattered remains of the jars. what the hell was that... what did she... ]
[Looking at the shattered remains of the jars, Rita sees a mess of eyeballs, tongues, and other smaller organs. Some of them are partially flattened with the clear imprint of a shoe. Seems like they might've gotten stepped on in the scuffle.
Surveying the mess of bodies on the first floor... Well.
A young boy with electrical burns on his face. A stun gun dart pokes out one of his eyes. Blood is smeared all over his mouth. Part of tongue is on the floor right next to him, splatters of blood surrounding it; seems like he might have accidentally bit it off while convulsing, and subsequently bled out.
A young woman littered in cuts, and covered in pieces of glass and viscera. She is absolutely soaked in her own vomit. She was shot right between her eyes.
A friend shaped man. There's a gunshot wound on his stomach. His face has been stomped to hell and back.
Next to him, another man with a massive bruise on his temple. His face has also been stomped to hell and back.
Finally, a one-eyed man... Or, rather, a zero eyed man. The eye socket that isn't covered by the eyepatch has a gaping hole going right through it, courtesy of getting shot in the face.
In the Security Room, Datz sees the following things in the feeds for the third floor—
In room 3-1, behind one of the beds that were concealed by the curtains, is the body of a teenage girl. Her throat has been ripped out by something, or someone, with sharp teeth. The curtain is no longer hiding her corpse, like maybe someone pulled it aside after the last time they checked that room.
Out in the hallway, there are two corpses. A teenage boy with his skull bashed in. A man with a gaping wound on his throat, blood smeared all over his mouth, neck and torso.
Another man sits with his back propped up against the wall with his knees pulled up to his chest. His head is buried between his knees and he's holding onto a set of scrubs while rocking back and forth, trembling. His hands are smeared with blood like, maybe, he tried to assist his friends upon waking up.
[ oh well she's. about to go help rita with her bum leg... but uh. she's now just super fucked up about the friend-shaped man. because like. she can't see the security room feeds haha. she's just staring down at the bodies as she gets to her feet, slowly making her way towards him and just kind of uh.
drops down to just... reach out and touch. haha. this is. fucked up wooooooo. ]
We have to leave. We have to leave, we can't -
[ hahaaaaaaaaaaaa the air leaves her lungs. brb dissociating briefly. ]
[ cool. cool cool cool. the body they stabbed in the throat up on the third floor is, at least, exactly what he was expecting to see and had been considering for a while, which somehow makes him a little more prepared to take in the rest of this... though he's wincing hard at seeing the sole survivor of this bloodbath up there surrounded by his dead friends. damn.
coming back out of the security room, he stops and looks between the lifeless forms of his two teammates from different worlds for a moment.
...in a way, it's almost reassuring seeing dhurke here. even amid all that chaos, he's confident that if this was real, he would have reacted to his own lines being shouted back at him.
[ slowly she gets up and makes her way over semi-blind, her eyes are just so Wet, just to join them where they are. and then just moving towards where rita is and just softly touching her good shoulder.
she's got a lot of feelings right now. but the people still alive in this room are important too. ]
[ right, her leg's still... man, he's sure there's got to be a wheelchair somewhere since they're in a damn hospital, but he doesn't want to spend more time here to look for one... so he's just going to grab the desk chair from the security office and push that over to where she and jolyne are. ]
...Here, let's get you on this, okay?
[ and once rita's aboard we'll finally go to the door. ]
[Nico's face, on the slightly faded photograph identifying the keycard as his, stares back at Jolyne when she presses the card to the reader with her trembling hands. A small light on the reader goes from red to green, and they promptly hear the sound of the lobby doors unlocking for them.
After unlocking the lobby doors, the group is free to crawl right out of the hospital with their horrifying eldritch abomination bodies. The lobby is blissfully empty of visitors and, although the front doors have been cordoned off, there is no one left alive who will stop them from leaving.
They will also receive the following four rewards, which they may distribute among themselves. There is only one copy of each.
Decayed Severed Hand: If you ask for its help to locate someone or something, it will point you in the right direction.
Heart Shaped Glasses: Put these glasses on to protect yourself from one curse/status effect. The glasses will only protect you from a curse once.
Ritual Mirror: If you look in the mirror and think of a specific location, you will gain a vision (like a low quality recording) of what happened in that particular location during murder hours.
Office Chair: It's just An Office Chair. Good for bludgeoning people to death.
Additionally, they will find something else among their rewards.
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The thick, coppery scent of blood lingers in the air like a miasma. It is accompanied by an underlying smell of gunpowder and the acrid stench of vomit. The floor feels tacky. They will find that they have to practically unstick themselves from the nearly dried pool of blood beneath their bodies whenever they decide to get up.
Just outside the elevator, they find six corpses. Some human. Some not. But none of them resemble the monstrous creatures they fought earlier.
Rita's mouth tastes like blood and formaldehyde.
When Datz, Jolyne and Rita look around, they will notice that they are not alone in the elevator. In the place of their two companions, they see two completely inhuman creatures.
And that is not all.
There is something terribly, horribly wrong with their own body. Examining themselves, they realize...
They are not human.]
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hahahahahahaha hahahahhaha
she is just. she doesn't really know what to say? she's just looking in shock (as much as she can seem like she's looking, the way she is right now.) whatever counts for hands? trembling. in fact, her entirety is shaking, because she doesn't know what's going on. ]
R-Rita...? Datz...?
[ haha hahahahhahahahahaha oh god she's just slowly crawling out of the elevator. backwards. she doesn't know where she's doing and her body feels so heavy, so full of pain. she's hungry and cold and overwhelmed and hurt. she just. is trying to steady herself as she turns to look at the scene. the blood. the vomit. the fluids. ]
What the fuck... w-what the fuck!
[ she's scared! congrats quynn! christ! i mean she was scared before but now she's terrified actually. ]
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I don't... what the hell...
[ how does this make any sense?? maybe it's— they were just falling asleep a minute ago, so maybe they still are? fuck, can he even pinch himself right now????
he's moving out of the elevator after jolyne, surveying the awful scene in front of them and quickly registering how no, actually, everything about this kind of adds up with the scene before this. where each of the bodies are, the vomit, the broken glass... what the fuck.
he's... going to go over to that security room now to see what was really up there on the third floor, perhaps against his better judgment. ]
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then she sees what those arms look like. her body. and two others, here with her.
no. no. no. no!
she gasps and shudders. ]
No... no, no, this can't...
[ somehow, she pulls herself to her feet and stumbles out of the elevator. she wants to get away. from what? she's not sure. all of this. this has to be a bad dream.
slowly dragging her injured leg, rita tries to move past the bodies on the floor, but she can't help but look at them. and at the shattered remains of the jars. what the hell was that... what did she... ]
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Surveying the mess of bodies on the first floor... Well.
A young boy with electrical burns on his face. A stun gun dart pokes out one of his eyes. Blood is smeared all over his mouth. Part of tongue is on the floor right next to him, splatters of blood surrounding it; seems like he might have accidentally bit it off while convulsing, and subsequently bled out.
A young woman littered in cuts, and covered in pieces of glass and viscera. She is absolutely soaked in her own vomit. She was shot right between her eyes.
A friend shaped man. There's a gunshot wound on his stomach. His face has been stomped to hell and back.
Next to him, another man with a massive bruise on his temple. His face has also been stomped to hell and back.
Finally, a one-eyed man... Or, rather, a zero eyed man. The eye socket that isn't covered by the eyepatch has a gaping hole going right through it, courtesy of getting shot in the face.
In the Security Room, Datz sees the following things in the feeds for the third floor—
In room 3-1, behind one of the beds that were concealed by the curtains, is the body of a teenage girl. Her throat has been ripped out by something, or someone, with sharp teeth. The curtain is no longer hiding her corpse, like maybe someone pulled it aside after the last time they checked that room.
Out in the hallway, there are two corpses. A teenage boy with his skull bashed in. A man with a gaping wound on his throat, blood smeared all over his mouth, neck and torso.
Another man sits with his back propped up against the wall with his knees pulled up to his chest. His head is buried between his knees and he's holding onto a set of scrubs while rocking back and forth, trembling. His hands are smeared with blood like, maybe, he tried to assist his friends upon waking up.
And that's all, folks.]
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drops down to just... reach out and touch. haha. this is. fucked up wooooooo. ]
We have to leave. We have to leave, we can't -
[ hahaaaaaaaaaaaa the air leaves her lungs. brb dissociating briefly. ]
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coming back out of the security room, he stops and looks between the lifeless forms of his two teammates from different worlds for a moment.
...in a way, it's almost reassuring seeing dhurke here. even amid all that chaos, he's confident that if this was real, he would have reacted to his own lines being shouted back at him.
turning away again, he nods. ]
...Yeah. Let's go. Rita...?
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and then she just stands there, leaning with her one good arm pressed against the wall.
she doesn't move for a while. she doesn't even react when her name is called. ]
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she's got a lot of feelings right now. but the people still alive in this room are important too. ]
Rita... here...
[ lean... ]
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...Here, let's get you on this, okay?
[ and once rita's aboard we'll finally go to the door. ]
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Good thing you already have one of those.]
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After unlocking the lobby doors, the group is free to crawl right out of the hospital with their horrifying eldritch abomination bodies. The lobby is blissfully empty of visitors and, although the front doors have been cordoned off, there is no one left alive who will stop them from leaving.
They will also receive the following four rewards, which they may distribute among themselves. There is only one copy of each.
Heart Shaped Glasses: Put these glasses on to protect yourself from one curse/status effect. The glasses will only protect you from a curse once.
Ritual Mirror: If you look in the mirror and think of a specific location, you will gain a vision (like a low quality recording) of what happened in that particular location during murder hours.
Office Chair: It's just An Office Chair. Good for bludgeoning people to death.
Additionally, they will find something else among their rewards.
Be free.]