Willis @ 4/4/2013 20:20

Phase 10 Results: You rub your shoulder miserably. Why doesn't anybody ever die around here? You resign yourself to the immense pain for a little while longer.

Why does this feel like foreshadowing

Phase 11 Results:

Things were looking up. Everyone had a spring in their step at the thought of being close to something significant. You couldn't help but a get little excited yourself. That was, until you felt an all too familiar feeling begin to creep over you. You thought back to Tyron - he had just died, did you really need to go through this again? Before your dialogue with yourself had a chance to continue, it started. Your body became heavy, like you were pinned to the floor. And...teeth. Teeth everywhere, biting into your flesh.

You felt exactly what it was like to have immense chunks of your flesh bitten and stripped from the bone by unforgiving jaws. Here and there you felt phantom limbs be ripped clean of your body. Something was having the time of its life. The louder you scream, the more intense it got. Not that you could hear yourself over the vicious savaging, anyway.

The pressure instantly switched to a vice grip on your throat, and you felt the sensation of being flung around helplessly like a rag doll while your throat bled out all over the front of your shredded body. Was it always going to be like this? The biting happened intermittently after the flailing about, and later rather than sooner you felt your back slam flush against the floor. Everything was back to normal now...but at what cost?

Phase 11:
You don't remember what happened. Did you...did you all go through the Western exit like you planned? That seemed like the right thing to do.

Everything in here is dark. You're dead...aren't you? It was bound to happen sooner or later but it wasn't meant to feel like this. At least it didn't hurt....you don't think. You can't really remember. You recall Balagor going on about doing something useful and the business with the skeleton and....

Balagor defintely went towards the door. And then he opened it and said the room was completely empty. And...had you followed him? You really can't remember.

What had killed you? Shouldn't you at least know?

Suddenly a light came on. Was this the final passage? It was illuminating a small, confined corridor. Along the walls were a number of mirrors. At least...they looked like mirrors. You peered into one but you couldn't see your own face. You saw the face of one of your group.

What...what was this?

"Are you comfortable? Sorry about the delay. I think it's about time we got started, don't you?"

You glance up but there's no sign of the source of the voice.

"It can be a bit disorienting at first. But things will get a lot worse before they get better. First, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Willis. You decided to intrude upon my Labyrinth and I can assure you, I won't be leaving. Neither as it happens, will you."

So..maybe you aren't dead after all. You stand upright slowly and walk to another mirror. Another face in there...not yours. Your reflection is of somebody completely different. This is really unsettling.

"The task at hand is simple. One of your party will meet their unfortunate and final end whilst completing it though. How terribly tragic for you."

You turn around and see another mirror. This one has your reflection in it.

"These mirrors are portals. If you step through any of them, you will be taken to the person in the reflection. Nobody wants to be alone, especially in this place."

"There's a slight catch though. All of your party are also having to choose a mirror. Things will go very well for you provided just one person steps through the mirror that depicts you. But if they don't...I'm afraid that nothing can protect you. There's a very real chance you will die."

Death? Is there no other way?

"There is another way. Sometimes you cannot rely on others. But you can always trust yourself, can't you? One of the mirrors bears your own reflection. Step through the mirror and you will be protected. You will also be alone. You will come out into the room and you will choose an exit as ever, but you will do so entirely independently of your party. Will you all choose the same path? Maybe. If you choose this path, you will be saved from death. You will certainly not die...yet."

This was confusing. You glance along the corridor and see one final mirror at the end. It's nothing but inky blackness.

"The third and final option is the darkness. If you can't rely on your friends or yourself then rely on the unknown. Be brave and wait to see what lies beyond. Maybe it will be better for you, maybe it will be worse for you. It won't kill you the second you pass into it, and that is all I can promise. Think carefully now."

The voice disappeared and you were left alone with nothing but mirrors and a headache.

Choose one of the following mirrors to step into:
Angela
Boone
Brie
Eleanor
Emperor Fong
Ezra
Frederick
Kane
Mark
Origo
Pai Chan
Parker
Sr. Culo
Stonehard Lee
Thomas
Urk
Walton
Wilt
?????

You look on as glass shatters into the room around you. What...what was that?

You look at the mirrors and realise that Genevieve's is gone.

You can no longer choose Genevieve

Another mirror shatters.

You can no longer choose Balagor

Another mirror shatters.

You can no longer choose Rita

Another mirror shatters.

You can no longer choose Marek

Another mirror shatters.

You can no longer choose Boone

I'm so confused. Do I still have to go through a mirror?

Angela @ 6/4/2013 4:44

I'm so confused. Do I still have to go through a mirror?

Yes.

Can I choose Mark?

You can.

Is there an action?

You can just post it in words. That's fine.

I choose Ezra