Light hummed. "I think we should go right. The personnel and the security wing are this way." he decided. Roll cocked her head. "Not the labs or maintenance?" she asked.
"...No. While I don't think we'll be able to find anybody alive down here, we can hope." he explained, beginning to step down the hallway towards the security wing. "Moreover, heading this way means we might come across a security or personnel keycard that we can use for the future. Hopefully."
"What if we come across an electronic door? We wouldn't be able to get into it." Roll asked.
"I'm sure we'll figure something out. If we have to, we can break into it with the Donner Wels." Light said, shifting the machine. "Now come along, Roll. I don't want us to split up."
"Ah! Wait a moment, why don't we check the desk first?" Roll said, rushing over to the desk.
Searching the Desk: 1d100 [97] + 10 = 107
"Uh… Doctor Light?" Roll said after a moment. "You may want to come look at this. The body… It's moving. Sort of. It's like it's on low power mode, or something."
Light moved over, concerned. Indeed. It was breathing, if only slightly. No life signs. That… wait. He saw it. The spike in his head. On closer inspection it looked like some kind of giant cactus needle covered in something fleshy, but it was pulsating with a soft pink glow. An infection, maybe? That would make this a drone. Infected via puncture wounds, even. Light didn't know what kind of creature could do that but Metpharm clearly found a way. A cactus needle, though? It looked like it was fired from something and to his memory he couldn't remember any kind of plant that did that sort of thing. Wait, wasn't there a creature from the outlands that did that…?
Agh. He couldn't remember. The more worrisome part of this was how it sensed things. The growths covered both its ears and its eyes. It… no, it's nostrils. It can smell. They weren't triggered likely because neither he or Roll were currently organic. Could they have lucked out that much? No, maybe there was another factor he was missing. Maybe another creature acted as a control mechanism? A sort of Hive Queen or Robot Master type deal?
Still…
"Good work for noticing that, Roll. We should be a little more careful not to wake them further from now on." Light said, using the machine to give her a thumbs up.
"Look, Dr. Light! There's more!" Roll whispered, shifting behind the desk. His breath caught at just how close she was to that… thing. She came out with some kind of handgun. After walking her through on how to check it, they found it to be loaded with some kind of incendiary rounds. A single round was missing from the magazine. Whatever that creature was was weak to fire, then? Or maybe it was just a last resort that failed. His own personal dislike of firearms warred with his desire to keep his daughter safe before he sighed and told her to arm herself with it.
"And be careful! That isn't a toy." He told her. She nodded. At least it was a ranged option. That drill and pump that the drillers had could be used as an effective weapon and his work in the tunnels had proven it, but he doubted it would be effective against whatever was down here. Light sighed. He wasn't expecting to step into a horror movie today. Hopefully he and his daughter fared better than those poor souls usually did.
The two quietly made their trek down the hall, this time with their weapons ready. They avoided stepping too close to the drones in fear of waking them and made their way down to the hall. The hall was carnage. It looked as if several scientists and security officers tried to flee down the hallway but were caught, pulled back and slaughtered. Moss covered bullet holes and what looked like scorch marks. What's worse was that there weren't only human bodies, either. Strange mushroom creatures that looked somewhat like the images of those mushroom people that lived further down in the pipeworks, but… wrong. They were sickly pink with distended heads covered in cactus spines and moss. There was also what looked like some sort of quadrupedal creature entirely made out of neon pink meat that was incredibly discomforting to look at. It was like a dog stripped of its skin, fur and bone, except the muscle and tendons were wrong and bent in the wrong places. It didn't have any eyes he could see, either.
"...What happened here?" Roll asked, horrified.
"The folly of man, I suppose." Light smiled, grimly. "I didn't think Metpharm was this far gone." He whispered, mostly to himself.
Then again, he didn't think Albert could blow him out of a window inside his own lab, either, could he? Was he just blind? Was everyone like this and he just tried to believe otherwise? He shook himself out of those thoughts. He needed to focus. The fighting seemed worse the further they went towards the security wing. Strangely, not nearly as much fighting could be seen heading from the personnel room. Was it because that's where those monsters came from? He didn't know.
"W-which way do we go, Dr. Light?" Roll asked.
Direction?
[ ] The Security Wing
[ ] The Personnel Wing
[ ] Head Somewhere Else
-[ ] Where?
Do you search the bodies? (This does include poking at the creatures.)
[ ] Yes.
[ ] No.
Man it's fun when you miss both of your own deadlines you set. So, I did end up rewriting this a little (the original had you go straight to the Personnel Wing and I didn't like it so much). As such, because I made another search roll in the personnel room, you guys have another 97 waiting in the wings for next roll, which you can use whenever. Hopefully this new version flows a little better.
There will be a 1 hour moratorium and voting ends in 24 hours.
