PartyNoob had been bugging you for days about going to this ‘Funny Maze’ place, even though you knew you definitely wouldn’t be going there anytime soon.

“I’ll just go on my own then,” was the last thing she’d said to you before she went to the elevator.

Now, while you’re looking for her in the ‘Funny Maze’, she’s lying down sideways curled up in a ball, trembling from both the cold concrete and the intense pain surging through her body from her brutally stabbed torso from a… guy she couldn’t identify, sobbing, wishing she’d never even entered the maze.

She knows it’s useless, but calls out for help.

“.. Pest, if you’re there… …please ..help..”