Inside the bar I check my weapons: a crate full of Molotovs, my trusty Zippo and one screwdriver still oozing goo from the deep’s roots.
Go for the temple or stay hidden at the bar?
Indecision can be a real killer
I step outside and hugging the walls began to crawl toward the bells
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You begin making your way towards the source of the bells. The storm reduces your visibility to a few feet ahead of you, but through the snow you see a light...
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Mumble some choice words about blizzards and freezing asses while cautiously approaching the light
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As you creep closer you eel the ground change beneath you. Looking down you see a pool of a thick, inky liquid... then a milky white tentacle reaches out and wrappes around your leg!
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-blam!-! What is with this people and tentacles! *frantically stab tentacle with the dirty screwdriver, once and again* Let go! Let go! Let go! Hope you get deep poisoning from this
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You hear a faint REEE and the tentacle retreats! Then, two more lash out of the dark waters towards you!
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Throw a Molotov in the general direction of the tentacles and try to run past them fleetingly thinking “next time should light the Molotov before throwing it”
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[spoiler]Sorry! My notifications wont let me scroll down and you got buried![/spoiler] The tentacles ignite and retreat beneath the waters! Continuing through the storm you come upon a crying woman.
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In a hurried whisper: Hey dude! What you doing here? Not safe! Come on. Get moving! Let me help you...
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She stands and thanks you! You are now on an escort mission!
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Let’s try and get to the temple, should be safer in there. Here... help me carry these bottles *hand the woman the crate of Molotovs and push her a little to get her moving*