[Drowned Trilogy] Waterlogged

[skinstealer]

frankly there's a lot of political shit going on right now that you know better than us in terms of raw history and context, so you might be better on negotiations...but at the same time, us having no context means we're less biased towards any one side and can make solid judgments that you might not go to immediately- though it's hard to say whether those are any better or worse than what would happen without us. basically, i think we should work together, and talk when we can to make decisions

no idea what's up with the person thing but Maybe It's Us? if it was following along with our words, idk

[Lilium Mortem]

We can handles this, as long as you've got our back. No clue about the person-shaped entity. could be us, I guess. That leads to all sorts of questions about what we are and I certainly don't want to be questioning the nature of my existence right now we got work to do.

[Winds]

You continue down the hallways, taking a few turns as you go, you aren’t exactly sure what it is you feel like you know which ways you need to be moving. There was something… there that made the correct path stand out to you.

You speak up to Daisy in your head.
 

YOU: We should work together, we don’t have any stakes in this whole thing which means we might be able to come at this whole situation more neutrally…
YOU: But we also don’t know stuff that might be helpful
DAISY: That makes sense, you seem to have a good idea of what you’re doing now at least.
YOU: As for that figure? I… we have no clue, it could be us, but honestly I’m not sure now is the best time for introspection
YOU: We have an intruder to find
DAISY: … Yeah, let's do this  

You follow the presence to a staircase, one that leads to the underground research area you’d been in earlier in the day with Verity. Making it all this way had been easy, but from here out you had the feeling you’d probably have to be on the careful side of things.
 

Listening carefully you could hear noises from down the stairs, shuffling, creaking, and clangs of metal. The sound of something sharp scraping against tile. 

DAISY: Is something wrong?

[Lilium Mortem]

Honestly? The sounds of something sharp scaping against tile makes me feel like I'm in a horror movie. Just gotta steel myself and we can sneak out way down.

[Winds]

YOU: Honestly those sounds make me feel like im in a horror movie.
DAISY: Hah
DAISY: Well, don’t get too worried about that
DAISY You can always just eat them if things get bad.
YOU: … what?
DAISY: y’know, knock em out or whatever
DAISY: and then… well… crunch.

You aren’t sure if she’s joking or not. Well, enough delaying it. You walk down the stairs slowly, clutching the scrap staff tight in one hand. The scraping sound stops for a few moments, you stop too. After a few seconds the sound starts again. You step out into the corridors of glass test chambers. You don’t see anything unusual, that said, it’s very dark down here, the lights don’t seem to be on right now. You can see a blue glow in the distance, and gouges on the floor, fresh looking ones.
 

YOU: Let me know if you notice anything okay?
YOU: ... In case I miss something
DAISY: Of Course

Now that you’re down here, it’s really hard to actually place where the sound is coming from, probably the acoustics of all the glass and tile. So you’re essentially in a dark glass maze with weird horror sounds coming from somewhere you can’t place.

For a moment you wonder if you actually are in a horror movie.

DAISY: You got any ideas? I have a thought but you’ve been out and about more recently so I’ll defer to you first.

[skinstealer]

approach the glow but keep an eye on your surroundings, especially as you go deeper into the dark

[Lilium Mortem]

What are those orange scratches In the floor? Make sure to keep your bearings and take it slow.

[Wilds]

we want to know daisy's thought first, but... note to selves: maybe it's worth mentioning all the weird deja vu we've been getting since we met up with Verity again. it can wait til we're not in a damn hoRROR MOVIE THOUGH