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[When you come to, you find yourself locked in a small, cramped, antique elevator. One wall is covered with a large, ornate mirror, and a chandelier hangs above your head. The doors are made of metal and shut very, very tightly. The lights are off.]
[You hear two familiar voices echo distantly in your mind]
LET ME GO, Ǧ̲̖̩̞̣̲̌Ĩ͎R̞̩͎̝̍L̹̳̫̾͛Ȉ͙͈̬͐͒ͭ̄̌̊E̥̥̓ͨ!
I won't let you hurt them!
[Before you have time to say anything, the elevator suddenly jolts, before it begins to plummet. Your heart drops to the pit of your stomach as you fall, fall, fall, and then. . .]
[Suddenly it stops. You're thrown off balance, possibly to the point of where you crash into a wall or a nearby neighbor. All is silent]
[You hear two familiar voices echo distantly in your mind]
LET ME GO, Ǧ̲̖̩̞̣̲̌Ĩ͎R̞̩͎̝̍L̹̳̫̾͛Ȉ͙͈̬͐͒ͭ̄̌̊E̥̥̓ͨ!
I won't let you hurt them!
[Before you have time to say anything, the elevator suddenly jolts, before it begins to plummet. Your heart drops to the pit of your stomach as you fall, fall, fall, and then. . .]
[Suddenly it stops. You're thrown off balance, possibly to the point of where you crash into a wall or a nearby neighbor. All is silent]

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ANGRY
who is angry? is it the monster
the further you run, you'll find that the room is starting to g̷͖̫̮͓̬̞̘̭̯̩̗̞͚͕̕ͅl͢͏̴̠̞͚̻̺̟̟̱̞̻̘̺̙̖̘̤i̷҉̻̹͍̪̮̰̮̞̹̩̪̯͉͔̦̻̞ͅt̞͕̲̞͙̺̻̪̪͎͙͜͝c̴̴̨̛̗͔͕͙͉̮̟̬̯̝͈̤̺̖̠̞͔͘h̸̢̰̬͇̮͜͟ your vision is hurting
that voice a familiar kind voice:
there are stairs at the end quickly
that voice a harsh terrible voice:
I̵͘͡҉̗̹͇̭̺̱̞̪͓͓͙̻͜ ̴̫̤̻̖̩͎̣͙͡W̶̶͍͚̹̥̦̼͇̜̝̜̩͙͟͜O̴̷̧̧̡̳̠̘͖̘N͏̣̘̲̰͎͟͞͠T̨̳̣̩͕̠͚̞̫͍̠̪͔͡ ͟͞҉̧̡̮̦̺̟̣̮͔͕̙͙L̵̶̡̯̖̰̖̝̝͈̤͝ͅĘ̴̧̜̲̗̺̭̻͢͝T҉͝͏͓͔̲̩͎͚̟͟ ̢̤̞̟͉̟̭̯̺̼̟͓̖̮̭͙͜͠ͅÝ̫͖̮̰͉̭̯̜͖̮͞͠O̴̸̯͔͚͇̥͇͙͖͇̝̪̥̜͢U͏̭͉͎͇͖͓͈̟͓͞]
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[THEY CAN MAKE IT]
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[Ochre keeps his hold on Lapis and keeps moving forward, ignoring how this reminds him of when Delriza was getting sick]
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I think we're almost there, everyone. I... hope.
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[he isn't giving up. . .!]
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Head for the stairs!
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I bet that's therapeutic. . .!
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