Kilby stays near the broken doorway and edges you on with a hand gesture and a smile. You leave him there and the team moves in with Woofer spearheading and Mercedes and B.B. at his flanks, Walks holding down the rear. As you move into the dark foyer and cautiously turn a corner you notice a bulb illuminates the beginning of a hallway which then is plunged into darkness. Your lowlight vision and other channels show that in fact beyond the bulb the hallway seems empty so you make your way forward.
A few meters down the hallway you see light coming from a large double doorway to the left, but the doors have long rusted off their hinges and lay strewn on the floor along with other rubble. Again you carefully round that corner with no incident and come out onto an
illuminated auditorium which looks on what used to be an altar and is half obscured by a curtain.With nothing more to really do than press ahead and figure out what is going on, you make your way down a small set of stairs that take you to the bottom level. Through the curtain you do make out the faint shifting light projected from what you can tell are actual computer monitors behind it because AR displays would not shine through a curtain unless you instructed your reality filter to render this. You also notice a little movement along the periphery of the auditorium and when you finally spot the source of it you realize it's another crouched over figure which moves in a fearful manner similar to the infected you noticed outside, the whole time nervously keeping it's eye on you and staying in the shadows.
Deciding you all came here for only one reason and you just might as well get it over with for better or for worse, you approach the curtain and pull it aside revealing, just as you thought,
a series of mounted glowing blue and quite antiquated LCD displays which all look on to a couch of sorts which you can only see the side and back of.
You notice an old movie is playing on one of the screens which currently is right in the middle of an action scene between a black human wearing sunglasses and fighting off several enemies with a katana. A medium pitched somewhat nasal voice suddenly echos through the auditorium and you realize someone is actually sitting in the couch out of view because of a little puff of white smoke which curls towards the ceiling.
"It's curious how people used to derive so much pleasure from experiencing a flick with only their eyes. Those were simpler times." Whoever just spoke suddenly jerks up from the couch into an upright sitting position and peers over at you with a very casual matter-of-fact gaze.
His glasses, disheveled hair and just general demeanor give the impression of someone who is living in their mom's basement rather than the Shiawase Spider legend Fastjack posted a picture of; but aside from the mustache, it is undeniable that this is the same person, Olivier Sanon, hardly a day over whatever age he was in the picture.
"I gotta say though, leaving the rest up to the imagination sure can be even more exciting!" He stands up from the chair wearing only a pair of slacks and he grabs for a black shirt draped over the arm of the couch to cover up his scrawny pale form. As he buttons it up and strolls over to the monitor to push a switch which turns it off, he tosses the cigarette he was smoking to the ground and stubs it out with his bare foot. He looks over to the couch and directs a few words to someone else who seems to also be sitting on it out of view.
"I know that was your favorite part but we got guests......c'mon, don't look at me like that....really?...really?..you're gonna get all butthurt now? Ok, just sit tight and we'll talk about this later." He walks over closer to your part of the stage about 4 meters away from you and begins smiling a knowing smile.
"Why in hell did you tear up that whorehouse? I mean, honestly, was it something with the way I worded the clues?? I mean I can take constructive criticism, but I'm just sayin'. Granted you made darn good time through 100 online and 9 flesh and blood levels....but honestly, you're the first winners I've had that racked up a small body count......oh yeah, and that was nice of you to show restraint with non-lethal force, i mean I totally feel'ya there.....but regrettably it's a body-count now....they had to go" ] He has a mock sheepish look on his face which quickly fades to a blank stare.
"So who wants to go first?"[OOC: I'll let Walks decide where in the auditorium she wants to be but the rest of you are together in front of the altar.] 