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[ You spill out of the elevator into a Pentagram Chamber— the elevator is gone when you look back.

It's a Pentagram Chamber. As in, it is a chamber with the markings of a pentagram - or several pentagrams, rather. One takes up the whole wall, unrecognizable runes drawn upon it in what looks like blood, with an accompanying circle. The second, matching circle sits on the ground, where a rock slab sits in the middle. Put two and two together: clearly, the ground's circle is where you put the sacrifice in, and the wall circle's where whatever you summoned comes. . . out. Probably.

There's a shovel in this room, sitting in the corner; dirt tracks from the chamber to the singular entrance and exit.

This room is hot. It’s disgustingly hot. The taste of iron lingers in your mouth even though it has become completely dry. You try to catch your breath in that thick, sticky air that permeates the room, but every gasp only brings a gurgling sensation in your throat. You desire to reach out, but you feel as if you cannot move. .

You feel lonely. As you look around, you swear you catch glimpses of others around you. If you lose your sanity, or are damaged too far, the sensation will overwhelm you.

A crystal ball sits on the rock slab.

A readout on your phone tells you the rules and displays the sanity goal (explore rooms) and your traitor goal (drink the blood of your victim, before or after killing them) as well as the item that you've been given (crystal ball). It looks like nothing is stopping you from committing the traitor goal even while you're sane, if you wish to.

There is one exit: East. ]

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[ Somehow... she's even bloodier than before, her clothes only that much more torn. She's a mess. It's hot, uncomfortable, and she... is so frustrated and upset.

She swallows thickly, taking a moment to gather herself. She scrubs her eyes with the back of a hand. Round 4, then. ]

[ There's a considerable amount of blood along one side of his head, while plenty tattered as usual. He wordlessly reaches to solidly take Kaguya's free hand in his. ]

[ For some reason, the quiet clasp of his hand allows the tears in her eyes to slip past her lashes and down her cheeks. Her fingers tighten against his and she tries not to tremble, gritting her teeth. ]

They're going to keep doing it. Over... and over again if we don't do something.

[ Spilling more and more innocent blood. ]

We have to stop them. It's their blood that deserves to... [ to flow red... ]

[ He gives her hand a tighter squeeze in return, as if to re-enforce his agreeing. ]

We do, and we will.

[ A slight dip of his head as well. Is it cruel for him to be glad she's besides him right now? ]

I'm sorry, Zero...

[ For failing again. She reaches up to brush at his new injures. ]

. . . Are you okay?

Don't be. [ Brow knit. ] I couldn't save you.

[ He leans his head into the slight touch. ]

I'm. . . [ He can't get the image out of his head. ] I think I am, yeah.

Let's live this time. We have to. We owe it to everyone before us, and everyone after.

[ Shu comes to, none the worse-for-wear despite his prior round. But that doesn't mean time hasn't passed, and his unitmates haven't been thrown in the meatgrinder while he was in his limbo state.

It takes a single look at his unitmates to realize— yes, they most certainly have. ]

Shu-san...

[ He looks okay. Thank goodness. Thank goodness. ]

Kaguya!

[ Inversely, she does not look remotely okay. He's grabbing her by the shoulders— do any of her wounds need immediate attention? ]

[ It seems that... when she dies they heal enough for her to continue and function on. A new reset each time, except for that of her clothes and items.

Her lips tremble and she swallows thickly, before reaching out to grab him by the front of his coat. ]

Again, Shu-san...

[Shaking her head, her teeth gritting. ]

They're going to spill more and more innocent blood again and again unless we do something about them. No matter how many times it takes... no matter how stupidly weak I am, I can't hold still when I know they are going to keep hurting others.

[ Yes but sometimes people show up just injured, not dead!!

Though it is a sorry thing, that she is healed— he doesn't mean to wish her to be in worse shape, but if she were then perhaps he would have a chance at convincing her to stay put . . . But she is well enough to keep walking, and so she will march again into battle. He remembers that compulsion.

All he can do is lift his hand to her cheek, trying to comfort her. ]

Even in this worst of hells, your fury is spurred by kindness. When my madness was so much worse, how can I deny you your march forward? Please, though, take care of yourself. If not for your own sake, then for Rei and I.

[ Madness, he says, though she has no idea what he's talking about. Only the desire and need inside that spurs her desire to move forward, to stop them, to make them pay for the blood spilled time and again. She won't stop, she can't. Not when she's been given a chance once more despite her continued failure. ]

I'm sorry--

[ Her gaze falls but she doesn't move from his welcome comfort. ]

I go us weapons. I was going to get them for you and Fox, but... they were taken. I wasn't able to do like I promised.

I am certain you did all you were able. There is no need to apologize to me.

[ Feeling a little bad for lying to her, but it's just as well that she didn't hand one to him. He is also uncertain even if before the house did anything to him, if he can be trusted ]

What are you going to do now?

. . . I will not abandon you. I will leave this place, as well.

[ ... ] I'll be grateful for your help.

[ A breath. She has to pull it together. They need to help prevent any more tragedy outside of the last bit they need to commit in order to bring it to and end. ]

The shovel...

[ She needs that again. Something-- anything, really. ]

[ He gestures that she is welcome to it, but takes point— if there is someone undeserving of her wrath that they should meet, he may be able to run interference this way.

To the Underground Lake shores ]

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[ He's been listening, silent as they talk. Glancing between them- ]

. . . Taishos stick together, right?

A faint smile. He does mean it. Kaguya's remark, however, brings back unwelcome memories.

We'll find something useful. We need to.

I'll do better this time, Zero.

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