P.B.121, The Long Train
@Squirrel98
The ‘Employee's Only’ door led to a strange sight indeed. Amanda found herself on a train, a long train, darkness of a tunnel outside the windows. She could hear pin-drop silence as the train sat there on the tracks, unmoving.
The only disgusting part were the leeches hiding in the shadows, squirming in the darkness. Larger than normal. Black, ugly things. They seemed to be aware of her presence, but made no move towards her.
Doen the carriage, if she were to carefully step over any leeches in her path, she would find words elegantly stenciled over the window beside the train's exit double doors. It read as followed:
I rest between blood and other bodily fluids,
You love to drink me,
I change forms when beaten,
What am I?Down another carriage, near the end of the train, there was one more closed exit door with writing stenciled beside it:
I move one step at a time,
I rule all,
Everyone is out to get me,
And when I die they always call me their mate,
Who am I?Looking at the doors themselves, they seemed unresponsive to any button pressing or forcing open. It seemed the riddles had something to do with the doors, but was up to Amanda to decide how she wanted to tackle this room.
The eggbutts, excluding Hazard, were also present on the train, sitting on one of the seats, staring at Amanda.
P.B.118, The Lurker Hallway
@Xandrya
Michelle, burdened with food and companion, made it through the door to the other side. She stared at a wall with lights pointed downward. Looking to the left, the hall extended endlessly, and looking to the right, the hall extended endlessly.
Directly in front of her was a shut door similar to the one she had just exited, made of wood, with a knob. Spray painted in black beside the door was a jumble of letters that, at first, made no sense.
Jg zpv xbou up npwf qbtu uijt epps,
tubz tujmm.
Tubz qfsgfdumz tujmm.And as Michelle would ponder over what the words could possibly mean, she could hear it. Far in the distance on her left side, a slight pitter-patter of… feet?
Mr. Squiggles seemed to squirm in Michelle's hand,
”Whatever you want to do,” it said in her child's voice,
“Do it quick.”
The Otter,
NoriWasHere,
Yankee,
Andre Valias,
Evil Ghost Note,
IAmTheIsland,
Atrophy,
LanaStorm,
Memoria,
flux
