[there's a door, but it's also jammed. there's a vent across the room from where they came in, though!
when endorsi goes for the scissors, she sees a little piece of paper sticking out of where the pencils are being held.
as for the bodies... well. none of them are breathing.
sqx grabs the wrist of the closest one, and might be startled to realize that she recognizes who it is. there's no pulse, and his skin is cold, and a little blue. across from him, facedown on the table is another familiar face. next to him is a redhead, slumped in his seat with his chin on his chest. next to the redhead is a woman, staring lifelessly up at the ceiling.
the other four bodies are hard to look at. not because they're in terrible shape, but just because they seem... out of focus. it's impossible to tell who they are, or what they look like. for now, anyway.
either way, all of them are sluggishly bleeding from their eyes, ears and noses, and are very, very dead.]
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when endorsi goes for the scissors, she sees a little piece of paper sticking out of where the pencils are being held.
as for the bodies... well. none of them are breathing.
sqx grabs the wrist of the closest one, and might be startled to realize that she recognizes who it is. there's no pulse, and his skin is cold, and a little blue. across from him, facedown on the table is another familiar face. next to him is a redhead, slumped in his seat with his chin on his chest. next to the redhead is a woman, staring lifelessly up at the ceiling.
the other four bodies are hard to look at. not because they're in terrible shape, but just because they seem... out of focus. it's impossible to tell who they are, or what they look like. for now, anyway.
either way, all of them are sluggishly bleeding from their eyes, ears and noses, and are very, very dead.]