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Today, when when Claude is just going about his business, he will suddenly feel a hand close around his arm and will find himself yanked into a room at random. The door shuts behind him with a sharp SLAM!

When he looks around, he'll find himself in a nondescript room in the mansion. It's got a table and two chairs in the center of the room, with three wrapped packages sitting on the desk. Each one of them has a different tag on it, but what the tag says is hard to tell from the distance.

Standing in front of him is Virgo, who lets go of his arm and gestures at the chairs.

"Sit down. You want something to do, don't you? So I came up with something for you this week."

Virgo then takes a seat in the chair on the other side of the table and puts rudely their feet up on it, accidentally nudging one of the packages. After a moment, they chuckle to themselves.

"Just watching fucking sucks! So we're going to spice things up a little, hahahaha. Pick one of these things and then give me three names! Of the living fuckers, no one here. And none of the hotel staff either! I'll make sure it gets to one of the three people you pick. Probably. Hahahaha..."

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Comments

[shaft]

I meant more in the sense...

Why is someone so dangerous locked up and not dead?

[guestservices]

[they sigh heavily.]

There are some people who, unfortunately, simply do not stay dead unless they are killed in very specific ways, which are unfortunately impossible to do from here.

[shaft]

... That sucks. [ frowns ] So you're just stuck with him in time out forever.

[guestservices]

He is annoying, but not so difficult to deal with so long as people do not go opening doors that have been locked for a reason.

[they sound so tired.]

[shaft]

Ill-advised, but I'm sure they were just desperate for answers.

We've been here long enough that we're taking more chances.

[guestservices]

[grumbles]

There were no answers for them that would have been worth their lives if it had gone wrong.

[shaft]

Well... we're already on the path toward death, given that we're stuck here unable to return to the lobby for when this all finishes.

That's not entirely my mentality though, I prefer to take more calculated risks. But I can understand the sentiment of, "we're dead anyway."

[guestservices]

[they give him the weariest look they can possibly muster






too bad it's hidden by the veil.]

[shaft]

[ he can sense it in the silence...

and perks up ]

Oh well! Hopefully no more foolish ideas to come! You can relax.

[ until the orgy ]

[guestservices]

I will not be relaxing until this job is over.

[shaft]

[ o: ]

And then what?

[guestservices]

...

[they shrug]

[shaft]

A vacation? To a warm and sunny location perhaps?

[guestservices]

Is that what you are planning to do?

[shaft]

... I haven't really thought of anything beyond trying to survive.

[guestservices]

That is likely the case for everyone else as well.

[a beat.]

...so don't be fucking surprised that I don't have an answer for you.

[shaft]

[ blinks slowly at them ]

I appreciate the honesty.

[guestservices]

[they look off to one side.]

Did you have any other questions...

[shaft]

I won't keep you much longer.

But thanks, for arranging this. And sorry, I was dismissive of you when we first met.

[guestservices]

...

[they shrug]

Tch. There is no need to apologize for that.

[shaft]

No?

[ he rests his chin on his palm ]

I think it's a little unfair. You never know what kind of person you're missing out on.

[guestservices]

[they cross their arms and nudge one of the gift boxes.]

What the fuck kind of person could you possibly be missing out on here? [a beat.] That was a hypothetical question. There is no need to answer it.

[shaft]

[ grins ]

Too embarrassed to hear the answer?

[guestservices]

Embarrassed? Tch! I don't fucking get embarrassed about anything!

[shaft]

[ smiles at them!

and winks. your secret is safe. ]