[ The room is BRIGHT YELLOW, as all the rooms you will enter are. Black tiles make up the floor, changing to your unit's color when pressure is placed on them. There is a button in the very center of the room standing on a podium; it's slightly smaller than palm-sized.]
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Hallucinations - Hurricane, cw bone breaking
Except—the cushioning continues to close in around you, hiding you from sight, so close you can barely breathe, so close you can't move, even more so the more that you squirm and struggle. And when your unitmates' voices turn from casual chatter to alarm, you can't push your way out. There's the sound of metal slicing through flesh—Hiryuu wheezing, coughing, and the wrenching of metal twisting that drowns out D.Va's screams. The best you can do is work an arm through a gap in the pillows, but they crush in like a vise, and there's a sickening snap as the forearm bones of your one good arm snaps clean through, and your hand can only hang limply from your wrist.
The last thing you can hear as you recoil is King, breathless, choking out—"Hurricane. Where's—where's Hurricane—" before the blankets enclose you entirely, surrounding your now useless arm and shutting out the world entirely. You can’t find the air to breathe. Are you suffocating from the lack of oxygen or from the trauma of failing once again?
Where were you? Where were you when they needed you?
Effects
Physical:
> Difficulty breathing
> Loss of vision
> Broken arm
Non-Physical:
> You can't see one of your unitmates
> Extreme fear
> Unable to turn off the sounds of metal twisting and coughing