Ложь Тысячелетия / Lies of the Millennium: Блуждание в изнанке

Wandering on the other side...
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Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:43

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Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:43

When you wake up, the first things that greet your awakening are the familiar stench of the damp carpet and the lighting, too bright after the shock you've suffered. Your eyes are double vision, you are very dizzy, and every one of these symptoms clearly hints at a concussion.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:44

Rising to your feet, avoiding the help of the treacherous walls, you look around as much as you can in this state. Your tongue, as it often is with you, is faster than your consciousness.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:45

"I seem I've been here before..."

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:46

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Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:44

The headache is a killer, not to mention the disorientation and dizziness. My thoughts are confused and flowing as if jerking, with a noticeable effort. I have to... I have to get out of here. Quickly find a way out! The vile hum of the lights twists directly into my brain, bypassing my ears.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:47

Forward. You must go forward.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:47

There's a gap in the wall, through which you can see another corridor. It's impossible to squeeze through.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:48

You've been here before! Exactly the same place, and you haven't turned anywhere! Damn labyrinth! You've been here before!

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:49

The passageway forward is the widest, you have to go that way.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:49

There are mushrooms growing on the carpet in the corner. The first thing I encountered here which is not carpet, lamps, or wallpaper. You should take it with you. It might come in handy.
(Received: Mushrooms +1 food? / 5 total)

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:51

Through the deafening hum of the lamps came a strange noise, like a huge swarm of flies hovering over a rotting corpse. A foul, putrid smell spreads through the air, clogging your nostrils and making you feel nauseous. A moment later, everything disappears, leaving only the familiar hum of fluorescent lights behind. A hallucination?

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:53

In the dark crevice to the right of the passageway, a pink glass glittered. A small vial, as if from perfume, and inside something that looked like blood, as if blood were oil. You remember. You remember the description of a similar thing. But where did it come from?
(Received: Witch's Kiss Oil (Heart Ingredient 8))

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:54

The yellow wallpaper, damp carpets, and randomly placed fluorescent lights everywhere. This damned maze is trying to drive you crazy.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:55

The ceiling looks soggy, with barely visible thin threads hanging from it. It's better to go back.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:55

The way forward is abruptly cut off by a hole at least a dozen meters deep. The yellow carpeting and lamps are all the same below. You have to turn around.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:56

You go left.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:56

The ceiling looks wet again, with barely visible thin threads hanging from it. You'd better go the other way.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:57

There was a change in the ambient hum, an inaudible whispering could be heard through it, gradually increasing. Soon it was shouting and chanting in an incomprehensible language: J'po Gror i'yao mot J'chprp't JEOT p'joi opie Opie Oam't! A minute later, the deafening screams with no apparent source subside, replaced again by the hum of fluorescent lights. What was that?

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:32

Dirty yellow floor. Dirty yellow walls. The constant dampness and hum of fluorescent lamps. An endless maze with no beginning or end. Is this hell?

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:57

Left.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:57

Suddenly, terror ran through your bones, and cold sweat trickled down your back. Paralyzing fear prevented you from moving forward. You had to go around.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:58

You go back.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 09:59

Left.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 10:00

Now, right.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 10:00

All around in children's crayon drawings. Even the ceiling. You don't believe in two-meter-tall kids, but you don't think it would embarrass them much if you met.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 10:03

Another hole in the floor. This time, you could not see the bottom, only a faint light from the depths. It would take a long time to fly...

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 10:04

Dirty yellow floor. Dirty yellow walls. The constant dampness and hum of fluorescent lamps. An endless maze with no beginning or end. Is this hell?

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 10:06

There's a gap in the wall, through which you can see another corridor. It's impossible to squeeze through. Probably for the best. It's too dark.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 10:07

The humming of the lamps becomes deafening, your eyes go dark, and reality itself vibrates all around you. As soon as you touched the nearest wall for support, there was a sharp crack, and the crack in the wall became wider. What was that? No, never mind! It's time to get out of here!

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 10:08

The ceiling looks soggy, with barely visible thin threads hanging from it. It's better to go back.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:27

The ceiling lamps flicker chaotically and emit a constant buzzing sound that reverberates in your bones with an abominable vibration. This sound is much louder and more obtrusive than the noise of ordinary fluorescent lamps... (Perhaps the effects of concussion?) Your eyes are blurred by the endless yellow corridors with yellow carpets and the same lamps.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:28

Back.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 10:07

Paralyzing fear again prevents you from moving forward. You have to go around.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:28

Around the corner was a room covered with huge claw marks. In a couple of places, the walls were gaping holes, and the floor was covered with tiny crumbs... What was that? It wasn't plaster, cement, or concrete, but the same patterned, yellow surface under the wallpaper. So it's not wallpaper at all? Some kind of sponge or coral? I'd better take a few pieces with me and roll before the claw master comes back... (Received: Handful of yellow rubble (smells like damp carpeting))

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:30

In the corner, a small bush-like plant sprouted through the carpeting, covered with large, plum-sized berries. If you squint, the fruit looks a little like eyes... No reason to be squeamish. Anything even remotely edible is rarer here than gold in manure. (Received: juicy fruit +1 water?/ Total 5)

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:33

Hole on the floor, go around again.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:33

The yellow wallpaper, damp carpets, and randomly placed fluorescent lights everywhere. This damned maze is trying to drive you crazy.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:39

Dead end, you go back.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:40

It's very thirsty. How long have you been wandering? (Exhausted: 1 water/total is 4)

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:40

Paralyzing fear prevents you from moving forward. You have to go around.

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:41

It's very thirsty. How long have you been wandering? And half of the water from one bottle went somewhere. You should be more economical. You don't want to experiment with the local diet. (Exhausted: 1 water/Total is 3)

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:42

Dirty yellow floor. Dirty yellow walls. The constant dampness and hum of fluorescent lamps. An endless maze with no beginning or end. Is this hell?

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:44

The arrows on the walls indicate the direction. Why not? It doesn't matter where you go...

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:45

Dirty yellow floor. Dirty yellow walls. The constant dampness and hum of fluorescent lamps. An endless maze with no beginning or end. Is this hell?

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:46

In the corridor wall, there is a beige-tiled passageway downstairs. These tiles are especially handy for washing away the blood. The humid air smells unbearably of chlorine. The ugly yellow wallpaper almost drains off the walls. No, not there!

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:47

Through the deafening hum of the lamps came a strange noise, like a huge swarm of flies hovering over a rotting corpse. A foul, putrid smell was already in the air, clogging my nostrils and making me feel nauseous. A moment later, everything disappears, leaving only the familiar hum of fluorescent lights behind. A hallucination?

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:48

Dirty yellow floor. Dirty yellow walls. The constant dampness and hum of fluorescent lamps. An endless maze with no beginning or end. Is this hell?

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:53

A pipe with a tap is sticking out of the wall. Under the surrounding wallpaper, tile can be seen. You dared to open it. A thin trickle of water poured out, soaking into the carpet. It smelled okay. Tastes good, too. You filled an empty bottle and drank to spare. (Received: 2 water/Total is 5)

Camrad_RIP 17.05.23 в 13:54