Interactive Insanity: What Do You Do?

[PlayfulLittle1]

Hold pen

 

[Jett_73]

"You open your satchel and take a pen.

What do you do?"

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[PlayfulLittle1]

Examine man

 

[Jett_73]

"You give the man a tentative poke with the pencil.
(hey, you're an office girl, not an emergency medic)

A strong hand grabs your wrist.

'Pieprzyć! Co było?'

What do you do?"

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[PlayfulLittle1]

Speak to man. Jak mogę pomóc?

 

[Jett_73]

"You suspect your "Introduction to Customer Service in Europe" internal training course has not adequately prepared you for the finer points of international communication when, abruptly, the man sits up with a startled look on his face and then bursts out laughing.

'Jak mogę pieprzyć?'

'Do you need help? Yes, that's what I said.'

'Oh, believe me your pronunciation .... What sort of help you were offering?' He looks at you speculatively.

What do you do?"

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[PlayfulLittle1]

Examine blood.

 

[Jett_73]

"You examine the blood. Medic you may not be, but you can easily tell it's not real.
The man is still grinning at you.

What do you do?"

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[PlayfulLittle1]

Speak to man.

"HOW can I help you?"

 

[Jett_73]

"Well, sticking to English is a start.
Second, you can tell me what you're doing in Room 110.

What do you do?"

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[PlayfulLittle1]

I heard a noise. Are you okay?

 

[Jett_73]

"'Quite. Other than being partially clothed in a bathroom with an attractive young lady of decidly non-Polish speaking background.
I only hope you haven't ruined the setup.'

Then you hear the click of the door latch and you both freeze.

WDYD?"

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[PlayfulLittle1]

Open Door

 

[Jett_73]

"Your first impression is of flaming red hair.
The next, a fraction of a second later, is of a pistol pointed directly between your eyes, mere inches away.

'Wyjaśnij. Teraz!' barks a woman's voice.

WDYD?"

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[PlayfulLittle1]

Speak woman.

"Je ne parle pas polonais, je suis désolé. Pardonnez-moi."

Exit room.

 

[Jett_73]

"From behind you comes a hurried exclamation, 'Anastacia! Umieść tę cholerną broń. Ten mały jest OK.'
He adds with a laugh, 'She's right about her Polish though. Just ask her to 'help' you.'

The woman blocks your exit. If she's been at all mollified by the comment, it doesn't show. If anything her scowl deepens. Which is a shame, you think, as she'd be quite attractive if she were smiling...

WDYD?"

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[PlayfulLittle1]

Stab woman with pen

 

[Jett_73]

"Your unexpected move takes Anastacia by surprise. With the strength of your desperation, the pen punches into her left shoulder and bright red blood wells up around the wound. You use your momentum to try to force your way past her, belatedly realizing that, even should you succeed, she has a gun.
But Janek is even quicker.
You feel a strong hand grab the collar of your blouse and you are yanked backwards.
Anastacia delivers a ringing slap to your face. The sharp sting brings tears to eyes.

'I take that back', says Janek.

Anastacia gives him a filthy look. She pulls out the pen and stalks soundlessly toward the bathroom holding the wound to prevent the blood dripping to the carpet.

'What are we going to do with you?' muses Janek."

WDYD?

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[Scentofawoman]

Follow bleeding woman

 

[Jett_73]

"You turn as Anastacia brushes past.

'Can I help?' you ask.

Janek gives a snort of laughter and releases you. You trail after her toward the ensuite, wondering what on earth you're going to do."

WDYD?

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[Scentofawoman]

Wait resignedly to try and find anything to be used as bandaging

 

[Jett_73]

"In the bathroom, Anastacia scowls at you - again - as she notices you following her.
She inspects her shoulder in the mirror. It's difficult to see too much through the dark fabric of her shirt. With a quirk of her eyebrow at you she proceeds to unbutton it and shrugs it off and returns her attention to the mirror.

Her upper body is lithe, athletic ... and now completely naked."

WDYD?

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[Scentofawoman]

Come up behind her and get close to inspect shoulder through mirror and in front of you while making eye contact in mirror

 

[Jett_73]

"You get the glare treatment again, then a resigned look.

'OK, but not touch. How deep?' she asks in heavily-accented English.

The wound is still oozing a little blood, but doesn't look too deep. You inspect the pen as well and conclude that it penetrated a half-inch at most.

You indicate the length with a gap between thumb and forefinger and look back in the mirror.

'Dobra. Ściegu to,' she orders."

WDYD?

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[Scentofawoman]

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