Week 5 - After The Massacre

[dolleyed]

[ Silence has settled in the resort, but the lack of auditory input hardly seems to matter when there is an overwhelming stench of death hanging in the air of the third floor. Burned flesh, the iron stench of blood, burned hair... guts and decay. All everywhere.

No staff appears to clean the mess. There's only yourselves now and the remnants of what used to be your friends. ]

Comments

[dolleyed]

Is it me or is there a disproportionate amount of problems caused or solved via boxes in this place?

[ Maybe they should have just given the tiger a box to sit in, too. Maybe that'd just have fixed the issue on the spot. ]

[13thpromise]

It is kind of weird. Maybe this place is just a fan of square-shaped things.

[ Or a multi-dimensional universal constant for a place like this. ]