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The Sewers


The Realms is crawling with terrible creatures and staying at the resort is no longer an option for those who wish to live. Most humans are racing above ground and into the park, seeking out some sort of safe area, but a few notice several manhole covers near the resort that lead down into the sewer system. It's actually kind of a terrible idea to go down there, if they're relatively clean and unused. After all, isn't this how people end up dead in horror movies? But maybe they don't know that, or, in the face of monsters rampaging everywhere else anyway, they just don't care.

Down inside the sewers, the screams and sounds of destruction are muffled, while the ground shaking thumps and roars of massive creatures moving directly above become entirely more alarming. It's dark inside, only infrequent beams of daylight filtering through manhole covers offering any visibility. Despite that, the decision to come down here seems to have been a good one, as nothing jumps out to attack anyone.

Eventually you find yourself at a fork in the road, the tunnel branching in two directions, right and left. Which way do you go?

And like magic Rin had somehow managed to usher a small group of guests(and maybe other staff) into the sewers before something snapped their heads off. And after a short bit of waiting from stragglers they were heading down the path through the muck and... well ew.

It was a good thing she'd never been a girl girl. Still, there did seem to be no real monsters for the first chunk of their walking and... it seemed safe enough. Maybe she had, in fact, made the correct choice in bringing them here. Hopefully.

A light sigh and it was going smooth until they reached a point where the tunnel split. <******** fabulous." Obviously the professional switch was a bit off by this point. "I say left." She added after a moment, trying to figure out the mental map of the island in her head. God knew if she was right, it was hard to tell when you were underground.

"If you want to go another way you can, but I will be heading to the left." Because it was honestly a toss of the coin at this point. She couldn't hear anything dangerous in either direction.

(( RIN WILL BE LEADING TO THE LEFT MAKE YOUR CHOICE BEFORE MIDNIGHT PLEASE.))

"Ugh. s**t. It reeks in here," Chris groaned as they entered the sewers. Apart from that, he could hear terrorized screams from above. They were muffled, but they were still very audible.

Looking around, he noted that it was really dark in here. That wasn't really a good sign, since they couldn't see a whole lot, but... it didn't seem like there was much in here aside from their group. Speaking of them, they were moving on towards the left tunnel in the fork that came up. Without much thought, he followed them. Splitting up was always a horrible idea in these sorts of situations.

"You better not be leading us to our doom," he muttered.

That didn't mean he couldn't gripe about it, though.

Hawkeye is going to the left.

Rin paused at the mention, glancing up at the manhole and listening to the noise above. "Something is near there." She stated simply, obvious annoyance on her face. She wasn't afraid, but if it got down in the sewers the safe place was 'ruined.'

"I suppose you can try popping up there if you want. Be quick. But if I so much as hear something I'm saving the group." She stated simply, looking up as a roar was heard. Who knew if it was in the kitchen or outside.

Steve shook his head as Bear mentioned supplies this was his total instinct of survival mode kicking in and he knew there was nothing he could do to stop him. "Bear careful." He eyed the security guard and could tell she was a little annoyed. "Hurry your a** up and I swear if you let ANYTHING follow you down here I'll kick your a** myself before anyone else does." He turned back to the group and gave a look of it's fine he does this all the time kinda thing.

Bear frowned at her, suddenly displeased with their guide.
Ignoring her altogether he crawled up into the kitchen, quickly grabbing the nearest food items and knife he could reach from his place half out the manhole below counter level.
Which amounted to five cinnamon rolls and a handful of apples he bundled into a cook's apron hanging around, and one of those fancy chef knives that has a cover that is a sharpener.
His sister had one of these things.

The white bundle went over his shoulders, the apron making a lovely makeshift backpack that he resolved to stain a darker less obvious color as soon as possible.
"Chill Steve, you want to starve?"
Adding the water bottles to his sack he listened carefully for signs he had been noticed. Not hearing any after a minute he hurried after the group, heading for the left. He was not leaving Steve alone in the place.

Bear has gone left with the group

[Entering]

Penelope went after the group, following Rin with ease. She kept her gaze to the outside of the group, her notebook in her pocket and pen tucked away somewhere safe.

There would be time to write later. For now? She would watch the group's back.

[Going to the LEFT.]

Thomas wasn't sure how he felt about the sewers. For all it's dank darkness, it was not bloody, and he found himself breathing a little easier as they followed the small group through them. Heck, on most other days wandering in sewers was something considered fun. Who knew what lived down in them? Unfortunately, such mysteries seemed far less fun at the moment.

He reached out and took Adriana's hand in his own as she spoke. He squeezed it as much for her comfort as his. "I know. I am, too." He was not afraid to admit it.

The fork in the path was not entirely unexpected, though it was unwanted. "Perhaps we should..." He thought for a moment, considering. There was safety in numbers, right? Wasn't that what people said? "Stick with the group? It seems the safest option for now."

He really didn't know what else to do. Yesterday had been kind of awesome. Today was not. With any luck, though, it wouldn't get any worse.

"Left looks good to me."

Thomas is going LEFT with the awesome group.