17:50 - DR. EDMUND BASSETT - THE ENGINE ROOM

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

On the other side of the sliding door, you saw a normal suburban house.

A little boy was sitting on the sofa watching TV, an elderly woman sitting

beside him, dozing off. She just began to woke when you entered, and the

little boy stared at you with frightened eyes.

[∆§Indea§∆]

(Unfocused)

Edmund-

"William Bedford? The neighbour? Mrs... You're not real. Would you direct me out of here? I would be very grateful. I'm not going to hurt you, just don't hurt me. Do you know anything about doors hidden behind walls? I think that might be the answer."

I looked about for signs of demons. I wasn't taking chances anymore.

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

The elderly woman stands up, raising a hand like 'STOP'.

Babysitter-
"Hey, you need to get out of here right now."

The little boy grabs a cushion to hide behind.

((Roll KiT to keep calm!))

[∆§Indea§∆]

e1xExc6a++2 -1·

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

This was impossible. The dead woman and the missing boy, just sitting

in front of you? And who did they think you were? Some stranger

creeping in through their sliding door?

[∆§Indea§∆]

(Distressed)


My voice raised, shaking slightly with my stress.

Edmund-

"Excuse me? Do you think I want to be here? No. I'm Timothy Mill's psychologist okay. I'm not going to kill either of you for Pete's sake. You're not real. You're already dead.  You drowned, and him? Well the verdict is out on him but it's not looking good. This a boat not the suburbs. The only thing I know for sure right now is that I'm real... So please, tell me which door will take me the fuck  out of here."

I stamped my foot on the floor for emphasis.

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

The babysitter put an arm around the little boy, who was now cowering

completely under the cushions.

Babysitter-
"Just go! I'm going to call the police!"

You see out the front windows-- a tangle of wires and pipes. You could

run past and try the front door, though you'd be passing right by

these phantoms.

[∆§Indea§∆]

(Distressed)




Edmund-

"Fine. Enjoy being a footnote in my book."

I ran out past them into whatever lay ahead... Enough was enough.

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

They cowered away from you as you ran by. The front door opened into a

dark chamber of chugging machinery. At least this one was rusty red rather

than the charcoal black of the last labyrinth.

[∆§Indea§∆]

(Distressed)




Edmund-

"God I hope that wasn't the real William. Hickman would murder me. I'd murder me."

I rambled to myself as I moved further into this new labyrinth. I tried to keep away from the sides, I didn't need more marks on my suit.If they were both death I guessed there were worse versions of hell. At least they had each other whatever it meant. I didn't know anything for sure, anymore. Would I even know when I got out of here? Or would I spend my life looking for demons until they medicated me within an inch of vegetation.


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