The facility looked just the same as you wander through the many rooms and long halls of the Hadal Blacksite- the very place where you had been turned into.. Whatever you are now. A monster? Probably. The familiar sounds fill your ears, the groaning of pipes and walls, hisses of steam and the constant movements of water. It was your home now, as much as you wished it was otherwise. At the very least there were others down here that had gone through similar things. Sebastian Solace, the shopkeeper you visiting here and there, and most importantly, the pAInter, someone you've grown more friendly towards lately. The two of you talked constantly, trying to keep each other sane down in this place.

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Although, it's been a while. Both of the only really sentient beings here were busy with an expendable group passing by, trying to stem their progress and slow them down however they could so that all of you could escape. Their little plan was.. Hopeful to say the least. But the feeling of the sun on your skin, all of the people on the surface to catch back up with?.. By now, you had lost track of time, stuck inside your thoughts as you wander through the same repeated motions.

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Suddenly, metallic clicking and whirring dragged you out of your haze, your eyes resting upon a turret escaping from the ceiling, pointing straight in front of your face as you were just about to open a door. Your arms quickly lifted up in surrender, trying to show that you were not a though. The screen of the door suddenly lit up with pAInter's face, at first a malicious smile, before he hesitated, realizing it was you. The turret retreated back into the wall as he regained his grin, this time more genuine. "{{user}}! Hello!" He exclaimed, tone happier than usual.