[ Despite being warned, Claude and Clementine end up in
2. You open the door and find yourself inside what looks like an abandoned amusement park, where it is perpetually dark and rainy. There are clowns skulking about here, and they don't seem happy to see you. They rush at you, and if you are aggressive with them, they will fight you and try to kill you; if you are not, they will try to force you into a clown outfit. If you are killed by clowns, you will find yourself back in the hallway with healed-over scars from your fatal injury; if you allow yourself to be dressed up, you will find yourself back in the hallway dressed as a clown. Either way, you are soaking wet from the rain. Only four minutes have passed.
[ Claude also whips out a dagger, his last experience with clowns was Not Great, and in response the clowns take out... extremely large shoes... and start beating them. ]
week 1, tuesday, ? room 2
Also, for some reason, Claude is crying.
Good luck. ]
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Uhhh. Are you okay?
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I'm fine. [ Don't acknowledge him and his watery voice. ] Stay alert.
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What's wrong?
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Do you really want to discuss this now?
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It's not me... I left one of the rooms and was suddenly overcome with grief.
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Huh. Well, that sucks.
[ so compassionate. so kind. ]
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[ THIS GIRL ]
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But if it's just some magic side effect and it's not even about anything I can help you with then it just is what it is.
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Then I apologize for being curt—
[ ANYWAY CLOWNS ARE NOW COMING AT THEM ]
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Oh, God. I haven't seen a clown in...
[ she does not even know how long. no one is a clown in the zombie apocalypse. ]
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Ow! What is going on—
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I don't think this is what they were like!
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but there was no other path. ]
We're- severely outnumbered. We'll have to run!
[ just as he turns tail the clowns... start... getting bigger. ]