Rescue/Try to use the knife on the jet
From Create Your Own Story
I run over to the knife, and try to pull it out of the wall. I can't get it to budge, and cut my left palm open. I notice a groove along the base of the knife, set into the wall, and I slam my fist on the straight, unsharpened part at the top of it, and it goes down like a lever. The gas stops, and the door in front of me opens. I step out, but my head doesn't want to clear up. I have no clue what time it is anymore, and my phone was kept by the man. I keep stumbling around, hoping I'm going the right way. Finally, I step into the large middle of the room I saw earlier. I realize who's in the chair almost immediately. It's Carol. I drove past her house on the way to the apartment complex, and had thought of calling her. Sure enough, she did get dragged into this. She has a burlap sack over her head, and her hands are tied to poles above her, holding them up and outwards. The man laughs. "So April, you've gotten this far..." Carol perks up, trying to look around. I hear her shouting my name and for help again and again, muffled by something under the sack. "But are you willing to have to kill your best friend in order to save your boyfriend? See that shotgun on the table? You just need to shoot her in the stomach. Then, you can shoot her in the head. BUT, if you try to shoot her in the head first, y'know, to minimize suffering, I'll lock the door, and personally come down there and shove that gun so far into your throat... Sorry, I got carried away. Now, come on, it's about 11:45, you got no time to waste." Carol wags the bag off her head, and looks up at me, eyes wide.
| Rescue | ||
| Status | 95 Health | Location:
The Labyrinth - Carol's Chamber |
| Time (Est.) | 11:45 PM | |
