As I crawl my way through the ventilation shaft, I can’t help but remember what happened back in the ballroom.

“Where did that… monster, thing, whatever it is, come from? And why wasn’t I told about it!?” I ask internally. “Tch! That jerk probably forgot to tell me that part.” I reach the end of the shaft and kick out the vent’s grill. I get out, land onto the floor, and look around. Looks like I’m in one of the resort’s hallways.

I sigh in annoyance as he dust my clothes off. This is such a huge set back! This was supposed to be an easy job, but now it’s too much for even me to handle. I say to myself.

Forget the money. I’m leaving this place while I still have the chance. I declare as I pull out my pistol, readying myself to deal with whoever or whatever I find that isn’t friendly.