ROUND 2

[idolpro]

[ 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 - Azalea

[idolpro]

You are floating, carried on a whirl of current, surrounded by darkness.

Floating, floating, all the way down until your feet touch down with surprising gentleness in a shallow pool of water. You can move your limbs, but there is nothing to feel. All that surrounds you is the empty dark. —Empty, that is, until a vast clock suddenly illuminates above you like a cruel moon, causing your eyes to lose focus as they adjust to the obnoxiously bright light. But that’s something, isn’t it—something you can finally do. You reach above you, grasping at the massive long hand of the clock until its edges cut into your palms; until it breaks away and you’re left holding it like a strange ornate glaive. Finally, you’re—

—Useless. The clock is still ticking, its glowing face replaced by red numbers that begin to count down before you. Faster and faster. The tick of each passing second resonates in your ears, louder and louder, until they throb. And then, at last, you know what this is.

You have to hurry. You have no time.

You have no time.

You have no time. Your chest begins to hurt because at last you know what this is. It is a countdown: a countdown of how much longer you have to live. The light is so bright it’s almost painful—bright enough for you to look down and see your reflection. What stares back is an image that haunts your mind.

You have to get away and live your life.

But you can’t move. Your feet are rooted in place, now, as the pool of water freezes over. You can feel the ice creep up your skin; feel it crack as you, too, begin to freeze—searing pain followed by a terrible numb that is somehow even worse. You want to cry out—it’s not fair. You want to live, you were willing to do anything to live. You see those dead, frozen bodies around you now that the clock has at last fully illuminated this cold world. You see the clock hand glaive in your hands, coated in frost and streaked with blood. You were so willing to destroy all of them for your own sake.

You have to live.

Re: Hallucinations - Azalea

[idolpro]

Take 2 punishments, at least 1 from each:

Physical:
> Frostbite
> Numbness (covers as much area as you want)
> Loss of vision

Non-Physical:
> Increase anxiousness (time especially)
> Fear of water
> Increased paranoia