>>248572
It could be because of the dim lighting, the ominous bloody table, the paper in the corner and the face she was making when we first entered.

Either way, might as well give her the key.

...!

See if any of the keys fit your mask before you give them to her.

>>248615
No, hand her the keys and ask if she thinks any fit your mask. We dont want to seem any more suspicious around her or she might freak out.

Herbert 2010/10/27(Wed)14:25 No. 248933 ID: d07dc3
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I take out the key and before I'm even able to have a closer look on it, she grabs it out of my hands. She turns around and starts walking to a table in one of the room's dark corners.

"Hey, do you think one of the keys might open my mask?" I ask.

>"What? ... No, no. I don't think so."
She doesn't even look up as she answers me.
>"We can't be bothered with trivialities now anyway. I'm going to make some final preparations. Be ready for departure in a few moments."

Herbert 2010/10/27(Wed)14:26 No. 248936 ID: d07dc3
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She starts working something in the back of the room. I unfold the crumbled piece of paper. It's some kind of list.
>'Test 2.33 - failure - both subjects eliminated; Test 2.34 - failure - both subjects eliminated;...'
It goes on like. The only variations are the two last entries.
>'Test 6.35 - success - subject and avatar stable, increase of mental responses ; Test 6.36 - due to the stolen data, selftest will be preponed to tomorrow.'

>>248936
I wonder if test 6.35 is you? It sounds like 6.36 created the Monster due to someone doing the... whatever on THEMSELVES. Crazy fucker.

Inspect the trash can then see if you can find out what the lady's doing with those keys.

We've got eyes dont we? We can watch her while you check the place out.

Herbert 2010/10/27(Wed)17:05 No. 248988 ID: d07dc3
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I can't see exactly what she's doing. It seems as if she's gathering some stuff she's stored back there.

Just in case something strange happens you should have an eye on her.

I examine the trashcan. It's filled with a lot of other documents. All of them have been torn to shreds, but I doubt I would have understood what was written on them anyway.

Wait, why the fuck is that poster bleeding?

shit, yeah look at that.

Herbert 2010/10/27(Wed)18:33 No. 249047 ID: d07dc3
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The old cellotape breaks away from the wall almost instantly as I touch the poster, revealing what's behind it.

I think I speak for all of us when I say FFFFFFUUUUUCK.
Also, not to be an alarmist, but we ain't watching her right now. Replace poster, turn around.

Turn around, be ready for anything. And I mean ANYTHING.

god dammit, i TOLD you that something was wrong, but the rest of you thought everything was all a-okay!

Get the knife out, turn around and find out what she's doing.

>>249063
I think this is more a case of her being inherently bad, not being taken over by something! Sheesh. If you had just said not to trust her I might've been a little more cooperative.

>>249099
Dont let her see the knife, though.

Can't be helped. You were always a sucker for a pretty face!

Herbert 2010/10/28(Thu)12:42 No. 249350 ID: 675305
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I spin around grabbing my knife. But my hands stay empty. Damned, now I remember. I've lost the knife when I fell and broke my leg. Now my manliness is the only reliable defense left.

>"Could you come over here for a moment. There's something I have to do before we depart."
she says, her back still turned towards me.

>>249350
This is a horror fakeout if I ever saw one.

Tell her "sure thing friend" and head right on over.

Say "Just a moment!" and sneak out through the door.

>>249350
I support sneaking away. Let's see if we can get that knife back.

Herbert 2010/10/28(Thu)14:29 No. 249372 ID: 675305
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"Just a moment."

I grab you and sneak to the door. I press against it as hard as I can, but it doesn't move.

>"Where are you going? I've closed the door. We don't want any monster to come in here, do we. Now come here. Your bandage needs to be fixed or you'll bleed to death before we can reach the exit. I can help you. I'm a doctor after all."

>>249350
Grab your leg
"Sorry, my broken leg is having muscle spasms so I can't walk right now. What do you need, though?"

Suggest flipping on the lights, as the dark has you understandably on edge.

>>249372
Examine the bookcase. Maybe we can get the door behind it to open.

Herbert 2010/10/28(Thu)15:38 No. 249425 ID: 675305
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"Sorry, my broken leg won't let me walk at the moment. What do you want me to help you with?" I ask and try to move silently to the door behind the bookcase.

>"All I want to do is to treat your wounds. I have the proper materials right here. Also your leg appears to be working fine. You can't really sneak if your splint clicks with every step. Is there something wrong?"

"Well I'm just a little nervous in this dark room. Can't we turn on a brighter light?"

>"I'm sorry."
she says
>"I'm afraid I damaged the cables when I broke open the doors electric lock. But there's no reason to be nervous. I trusted you earlier, can't you trust me now? We don't have time for mutual mistrust, we have to treat your wounds and then head straight for the exit."

>>249425
"Sorry, dark places make me paranoid. I'm not one to fear the dark, but I've met some violently malicious shadows. Also, if you want the truth, some of them are shape-shifters, so I can't tell if you are you or an impostor wearing your skin."

Ask her where all the blood came from.

Herbert 2010/10/28(Thu)16:19 No. 249449 ID: 675305
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"Sorry, dark places make me paranoid. I'm not one to fear the dark, but I've met some violently malicious shadows. Also, if you want the truth, some of them are shape-shifters, so I can't tell if you are you or an impostor wearing your skin. There are other things that turn me suspicious. Where did the blood come from for example?"

>"Listen! The blood was already here when I entered this room. I worked down here and I know that there are no such things as shapeshifters. That's something they didn't invent yet. But I can understand that you don't want to believe me. I can understand that this place drives you mad and paranoid."
She stocks for a moment and I can see her shivering.
>"This whole place makes you see monster everywhere you look, but you can't give in to this fear. The monster down here don't have to betray you. They're faster and stronger. If they want to kill you they'll just do it. You can't face them alone. Currently I am your only friend down here. I only want to help you because I might need your help to escape again. PLEASE! TRUST ME!"

Grab us and try the door behind the bookcase.

Ask her to come into the light if all she wants to do is fix the bandage. She doesn't need us to come to her.

Just trust her.

She's the only one who can help you.

Tell her if your leg needs bandaging, her legs work fine, can't she come to you so you don't lose more blood?

OK you're considering distrusting her while trapped in a room by her design and otherwise helpless to her devilish machinations. There was a dire warning left not to trust her, but the one who left it has given you no more reason to trust him than this lab assistant has given you to trust her. Notice they both said they're your only friend. I say trust her, with your knife out. You can't take much more betrayal since you're nearly as un-ambulatory as we are. Tell her we're all scared right now and the best thing to do is just calm down and take things carefully.

>>249449
The last time you thought someone helpful was turning against you you dragged them out in front of our grinning friend and ended up poisoning them hiding in a barrel.

Hobble forth already.

Herbert 2010/10/29(Fri)04:22 No. 249632 ID: e04dc8
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"Well, we're all a bit scared. Why don't you come over to me. It's brighter here and you don't have trouble walking."

She stands there a moment before she answers.

>"Ok... I was just a bit grossed out by the blood there. I'll come to you, just wait a moment while I gather the things I've prepared."

There's a moment of silnce before she carries on.

" There's one thing I'm wondering about though. Why are you asking me all this stuff the whole time? You're much more intelligent than the others. A bit too intelligent. You should just be a dumb little puppet with a memory span of some hours. What makes you ask all those questions?"

well, those are separate. when we met you you showed you were already intelligent. just we are helping give direction to you.
so tell her "i don't know, was just self aware one day i guess, and remember waiting in my cell for many days. but the one asking he questions is my friend here."

>>249632
Don't give up too much on that, just say you don't know why you are the way you are.

Better stuff us into your pack and play dumb. She might take us from you. Also I'm pretty sure you said you had memories from a long ways back, before you got us.

uuh, is she putting eyes on her face? What is that?

>>249688
Glasses, silly. She wasn't wearing any before though. Strange.

>>249632
"I have vague impressions of the past.
I used to be... something. A person, I think.

I have another friend around here. She's some kind of... dog person, I guess. She got poisoned, and somebody kidnapped her while I was trying to get supplies to help her. I hope she's ok..."

Herbert 2010/10/29(Fri)16:32 No. 249848 ID: 3f3745
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My memory contains indeed far more than the last two hours and my intellect was always far above standard. I strain my thoughts to see how far into the past i can see. I remember growing up in the french monastery as an orphan with a mysterious past ostracised by the other children, who were afraid of my superhuman intelligence and strenght. I remember how I went out into a world full of adventure and learned about my royal heritage. And I remember the hate in the eyes of my evil brother when he threw me into his dungeon, where I had to battle terrible monster to save both you and Isabel many a time.

But it would be the best not to tell her too much and not to tell her about you. I don't want to put you into danger.

"I have vague impressions of the past.
I used to be... something. A person, I think. I don't know why, but I have been this way as long as I can remember."

She turns around and steps closer.
>"...Interesting. It's as if there's a part acting as an advisor inside your brain. Something that tells you what to do and which questions to ask, who to trust and when to flee... something they searched for all this time..."

Herbert 2010/10/29(Fri)16:32 No. 249849 ID: 3f3745
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>"I wonder if I could find this part..."

"even if you do you wont be able to use the knowledge you gained. the monster will kill you and you will have earned nothing.

>>249859
Well, the good news is that she probably didn't cut up Herbert, since that blood is the wrong colour!

...right?

>>249877
He bleeds black, so lets hope.

>>249849
"If a full team of scientists couldn't do it after this much time in a controlled laboratory setting then I really doubt you could do so here and now. Patience.
Oh, I've got a friend named Isabel. She was poisoned, then kidnapped, and I'm worried about her. Any idea where she might have been taken?"

Noo crazy lady, noo!