hot_mess_express

Senna

You find yourselves in a much smaller chamber than the one you just left, though it's still in no way claustrophobic. Before you are two doors. The door to the right is inscribed with the image of an ornate silver key; the door to the left with two golden keys crossed over one another.

The door behind you … is gone. And is it just you, or is the sound of water just a little bit louder in here?

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The door locks behind you, and you find yourself in another chamber identical to the one before it. Floating inside a clear, crystalline bubble, far above your reach, are two keys in your team's colour.

On the pedestal this time is a small crystal vial filled with … blood? That's blood, isn't it? There’s barely enough for a single mouthful. You know that you can send it away to another team by speaking their name clearly and with intention.

Your clothes are dry, you are dry, but you could've sworn you felt cool water swirl around your waist just now. The feeling vanishes as soon as you try to focus on it.

(Please include the door you'll choose next!)

[you know what, he's going to drink the blood, because what are good decisions any more]

Okay, now to get through an easy door.

[going for the one-key door]

The potion tastes exactly like blood, and the moment it passes your lips you feel thorns: stabbing pains spreading throughout your body, the worst of it centered around your ribs and lungs. It’s getting harder to breathe … and as time goes by, coughs will come, light at first but quickly intensifying. By the middle of the third round, you’ll be coughing up blood. It'll be touch and go as to whether you'll make it to the end of the fourth …

The bubble holding the keys shimmers and vanishes, leaving them to drop to the floor.

[Des, don't you dare say I told you so.]

[Send it away, Pen.]

We're not sending it away. We'll... figure something out.

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Senna

ROUND 2

DECISION

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