BARGHEST

[soulping]

[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]

Comments

[soulping]

[there are only two buttons near the Barghest elevator: up and down]

[compensate]

[ PUSHING THE UP ONE what's the worst that could happen ]

[purrtylittlewires]

[Considering my penchant for cliffs...]

[But up seems good]

[soulping]

[you can hear the Barghest elevator lurch, and then plummet, just like it did earlier]

[good thing you're not inside of it huh]

[compensate]

[ I HEAR NOTHING but when there's no door opening he's gonna assume it didn't work

that would've been too easy, huh :V ]

gUEss THe hAllwAY iT iS.

[purrtylittlewires]

We could try prying the doors open. [Just a suggestion]

[compensate]

[ dubious look bc really all he cares about rn is his lost woof frend but... ]

whICH One?

[purrtylittlewires]

The elevator. [Actually tests the doors. Will they give at all?]

[soulping]

[they don't give just from some simple prying, no]

[purrtylittlewires]

We'll have to really force it. Wanna try or hallway? Or another elevator.

[compensate]

[ gonna go ahead and try forcing it, sorry dude ]

[soulping]

[he pries and pries and priest. the doors don't move]

[a voice. . . a voice whispers in your head. whose voice is it?]

[gone. they're gone. you're gone. all gone]

[purrtylittlewires]

Gone...if its Haunt, we may need to move on.

[compensate]

[ huffing a little but nods ]

lEt's gO.

[purrtylittlewires]

All right. [Down the hall of good decisions.]

[soulping]

[presuming the opposite direction is down the hallway]

[you walk. you walk some more. you walk and you walk and the hallway. . . well. it seems like it'll never end]

[you pass a few faded portraits hanging from the walls as you walk. one of them is of an old woman with her hair pulled into a tight bun.]

[her eyes move as you move, watching your every motion]

[littleluck]

[but down the hall, a familiar girl is screaming towards your way, that might also get your attention]

WAHHHHHH

[compensate]

[ YEAH HE WAS GONNA SAY FUCK THAT NOISE WITH THE PORTRAIT ANYWAY but heading down the hallway because HEY IS THAT A WOOF HE SEES ]

[purrtylittlewires]

[Girl is back! Towards the girl, watching for threats]

[soulping]

[threats like. . . the portrait?]

[which is suddenly smiling as her eyes turn an inky black and her teeth turn mega sharp. what big teeth you have, grandma. . .]

[she reaches out, snatching at Kofuku as she runs past, grabbing on her shoulder or arm or hair or whatever she can]

[purrtylittlewires]

[So makeshift glass knife]

[How about we throw that at grandma's head because might as well use that new skill.]

[littleluck]

[I'M GONNA PUNCH IT]

[compensate]

[ SLASHING THE SHIT OUT OF IT TBH ]

[soulping]

[Puma and Argus manage to slice straight through the portrait with their sharp weapons. it sounds like-- and feels like-- tearing through canvas paper. Kofuku's punch is the final blow, and the granny jerks back, shrieking and screaming a bloodcurdling sound]

[her eyes turn inky black, her teeth sharp and menacing]

H O W D A R E Y O U.

[something ahead of you rattles]

[littleluck]

I think we should RUNNNNNNN