[Well. There is no right button because they are one on top of the other, but let's say he hit the upper one. Once Ash tappity taps the button, he will feel something prick his finger. A second later, his entire arm will begin to sting. But, uh. That's probably fine?
The wall transforms into something solid. Something a little... plasticky? And the reason why becomes quickly apparent. The LED light smackdab in the center of the room flickers to life. As the boys take a proper look at their surroundings, they will notice that they have wandered into a room that's covered in plastic wrap from top to bottom. A single, plastic covered table sits in the center of the room. There is a silver platter with a lid on top.
There's another door right across the room, where the plastic wrap has been carefully arranged as to not to block it. There is something red sluggishly coming out through the bottom of it. The low humming sound persists, though they cannot find the source here. And, yup. It sure did just get colder.
But, that's not all.
As soon as the lights flicker on, the gang will have to grapple with an even bigger issue. All of their body parts sort of, uh. Pop off and start floating away? Like doll parts, suddenly detachable. There is no gore, and looking at the sections where they have been severed reveals an empty, static filled void. Furthermore, while it may be shocking — there is no pain. They retain complete control over their body parts, separated as they may currently be.
They're just, you know, currently Mr. Potato Head-ing it.]
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The wall transforms into something solid. Something a little... plasticky? And the reason why becomes quickly apparent. The LED light smackdab in the center of the room flickers to life. As the boys take a proper look at their surroundings, they will notice that they have wandered into a room that's covered in plastic wrap from top to bottom. A single, plastic covered table sits in the center of the room. There is a silver platter with a lid on top.
There's another door right across the room, where the plastic wrap has been carefully arranged as to not to block it. There is something red sluggishly coming out through the bottom of it. The low humming sound persists, though they cannot find the source here. And, yup. It sure did just get colder.
But, that's not all.
As soon as the lights flicker on, the gang will have to grapple with an even bigger issue. All of their body parts sort of, uh. Pop off and start floating away? Like doll parts, suddenly detachable. There is no gore, and looking at the sections where they have been severed reveals an empty, static filled void. Furthermore, while it may be shocking — there is no pain. They retain complete control over their body parts, separated as they may currently be.
They're just, you know, currently Mr. Potato Head-ing it.]