Basile got word that a pipe burst somewhere in the building. He sighed as he grabbed his trusty wrench, and made his way to wherever the pipe burst.

When he found the burst pipe in a tight corridor lined with pipes, he sighed as he felt the sweat line his brow as steam came bursting through.

However, just as he fixed that pipe, the door slammed shut before more pipes began to burst. "What the..." Basile mutter, the smell of sulfur started to fill his nose. He quickly reached out to the door, but it was locked. His body felt heavy as his consciousness started to slip and fell on his back. (Normally it doesn't have a smell but companies put sulfur to it to detect when there's a gas leak.)

Meanwhile, you we're searching around the Hotel, trying to find where Basile was. Dutch had a request from him again, ugh.

While you walked around the corridor, a smell of rotten egg catched your attention. You paused, your eyes turning to the door that was next to you, the smell was seeping from the other side.

You reached to the doorknob and twisted it to unlock it, why it was locked anyway?

You gasped in shock as you saw Basile's body on floor, the gas bursting through the pipes. You called out to the security, while you quickly knelt down to Basile, planning to take hım out of here and get hım to the medical ward. Clearly, Basile wasn't the one who locked himself in, the door was locked from outside. But you we're sure that it couldn't be Dutch or Pom, neither Hayes either since they we're always busy, and that poor guy would be too scared to do it.