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"It seems we've been thrown onto a pile of meat sacks, soft and warm," Varja thought, assessing the tactile sensations. "It's probably still a dragon."
"Show yourself, we're not afraid of you!" Varja chimed in, playing along with the unfamiliar voice.
"A rogue with a knife... How predictable," thought the Barbarian, a little disappointed, but she was starting to enjoy the imagination of those who had come up with this adventure.
The stranger turned out to be a "bandit" with a rather unpleasant appearance. Considering his words and the nature of this attraction, it was now assumed that they would be running away. The only thing left was to figure out how and where. While thinking this way, Leila quickly examines the room.
The soft ground the girls landed on turned out to be the bodies of previous victims of the fall – judging by the limbs bent at unnatural angles, they were less fortunate. The only exit from the room was behind the stranger, but that one was also locked. — What a genius I am, to have come up with this trap... You better surrender, or you'll end up like those who came before you!
“He’s more like an actor,” Leyla whispered, “unless everything that’s happening to us is a collective illusion. I suggest we try to intimidate him.”
If this bandit were real, the situation could be described as quite unpleasant. The foul smell assaulting your nostrils. The disfigured corpses of past victims, now saving you and having once paid the price with their lives. And the robber with a knife, who so kindly turned on the light, didn’t slit the throats of defenseless girls and generally tried to look as menacing as possible. Unfortunately, knowing that this whole situation was “just for show” somewhat diminished the magic. As did the fact that three out of the four members of their group were not only armed but also knew how to use their weapons.
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“Maybe this isn’t really part of the attraction?” Ladia asks, her voice tinged with fear.
“And the attraction wasn’t closed down after so many… incidents,” the Tauren girl nodded towards the pile of corpses, “and so many missing persons? Even if we assume that the creators of ‘The Lair of Horrors’ are involved, who are diligently covering up inconvenient information, how much do they earn from the gawkers who have only a few coins, considering the costs of the press? For now, it all looks like part of the attraction – they lulled our vigilance with absurd events, after which, as Varya said before, ‘a robber with a knife jumped out.’”
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“What a genius I am, to have come up with this trap… You better surrender, or you’ll end up like those who came before you!”
“Well, what’s that? Why surrender right away? There are four of us, and only one of you. Maybe you should be the one to surrender, instead of us?” Leyla smiled mockingly. “Although it would be even better to part ways peacefully, like civilized people. Who knows what other evil lurks here?”
Varya also looked skeptically at the meat mannequins and the supposedly very scary bandit. She belatedly thought that maybe she shouldn't have ruined the magic of the adventure, but somehow... Indeed, the current room is low-quality, no matter how you look at it.