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me and several friends were going to a party we couldn’t find. we were wandering a city that resembled one of the indoor prison areas of the Tower of Latria in Demon’s Souls, but far more modern, with concrete stairwells and rusted elevators stretching up the interior of the structure, with a vast dark pit in the center. Instead of prison cells there were doors to apartments, with numbers and characters I didn’t recognize. After a time of searching and arguing, one friend disappeared, and we went searching for her. We camped in a sideroom with an ice machine and vending machine, hoping for the best. Upon finding her the next day, her skin was necrotic and she had parasitic lifeforms erupting from under her skin. She wouldn’t talk to us, and we weren’t sure how to continue.
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