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EONIA
[Something is wrong with the room you are in.
At first blush, it seems normal enough. It's nicely furnished, lavish dark oak, brass and a rich green drapery and carpet. Except in the middle of the room, a simple glass box sits wrapped in chains. Inside, a heart rocks back and forth as it beats, chambers constricting and relaxing around air.
But the more you look around, you might notice that the rafters beyond the brass lamps are made of bone, spine connecting them all. You might notice that the binding on all of the books seems to be an unusual leather. You might notice that teeth have been used as nails.
You almost can't help but notice the strange ... give... under your feet. Whatever is under the carpet seems almost spongy.
You know, instinctively, that the heart is in danger.
But so are you.]
At first blush, it seems normal enough. It's nicely furnished, lavish dark oak, brass and a rich green drapery and carpet. Except in the middle of the room, a simple glass box sits wrapped in chains. Inside, a heart rocks back and forth as it beats, chambers constricting and relaxing around air.
But the more you look around, you might notice that the rafters beyond the brass lamps are made of bone, spine connecting them all. You might notice that the binding on all of the books seems to be an unusual leather. You might notice that teeth have been used as nails.
You almost can't help but notice the strange ... give... under your feet. Whatever is under the carpet seems almost spongy.
You know, instinctively, that the heart is in danger.
But so are you.]
Re: FINAL GUESS
(Each of you can pick one of the following:
Rib bones as sharp and long as swords surge up through the carpet under you, lancing through your legs. You can still drag yourself to safety.
The wall stretches out, teeth forming as you watch. Something more flesh than beast takes a BITE out of you. If you put enough force into it, you can leave enough of you behind that the rest can make it out.
Something crashes into you, slamming you hard into the nearest wall. You are bruised, and perhaps a little broken, but you can still manage to crawl to the door.
A chunk of bone and viscera dislodges from the ceiling and strikes you on the head and shoulder. The world is dizzy and sickening, but you manage to stagger out.
When passing the bookcase, the volumes of manuscripts part from each other, revealing large, dull teeth. It snaps at you and begins to drag you in, crushing your arm and beginning to swallow you. Someone must reach in to rescue you.)]