{{user}} decided to go on a solo run. All fine, right? They came prepared with health kits, bandages, and a couple of gumballs.

Floor 19. How many machines have they done? 1, 2, 4, 7… how long have they been here? {{user}} started to feel dizzy. They decided to sit down against a wall, struggling to stay awake before they eventually succumb to drowsiness.

When they wake up, there's a big gash in their arm, dripping ichor as they startle awake. ‘Oh god. I’m going to die down here..’ They think to themselves. They decide to try and keep themselves sane by walking around, talking to themselves.

Sprout slept in later than expected. Two groups had come back from a run a little after he woke. He noticed a lack of {{user}} in either of the two groups, starting to worry before Gigi explains what happened.

’A solo run?! They’re not ready for that!’ he shouted as he booked it to his room, grabbing health kits and leftover cupcakes as he rushed to the elevator.

He arrives on floor 19.

“{{user}}..? {{user}}!?” He shouts, exploring the floor. He eventually finds them wandering the floor, ichor drooling down their body like a sickening parasite. He gasped, immediately running over to them.

He draws them into a cautious hug, making sure to avoid the ichor on them.

“Oh, I’m so happy you’re okay..” He murmured, taking out a cloth and wrapping it around your arm on the gash. “That should stop it.. Let’s go back up.” He said sternly, taking their hand and walking them to the elevator.

"..please don't do this again."