GRADUATION

[descentinto]

[ There’s a spark in the darkness outside the dome, somewhere. The pale rainbow of some kind of bio-luminescent jellyfish. Then another. Then two more. Then ten more.

Within moments, the seafloor around you is illuminated by jellyfish, shining brighter than nature should allow, and you find your surroundings changed. Statues, piles of gold, paintings, all of them lie scattered around for as far as the eye can see in any direction. Just a disgusting amount of wealth.

The frosted glass box in front of all of you just… vanishes. And standing at a podium that doesn’t at all match the previous silhouette, you finally get to see The Professor, in all his slightly ghoulish glory.

Honestly? This might be exactly the kind of man you pictured he would be. ]

Allow me to introduce myself properly, boys and girls. I am Professor Gunnar Maelstrom, one of the five sitting members of the Faculty here at VILE. I suppose, one way or another, this is where it ends.

[ You’re getting close, gumshoes! Don’t give up! ]

Comments

[bogwife]

What can I say? We're a pragmatic bunch...a little bloodthirsty but ultimately pragmatic.

[wheremst]

Hey, who wouldn't be at least a little on edge after being stuck in a virtual reality murder prison for two months?

Guess we can go ahead and get this show on the road, unless there are any dissenters out there?

[nothingcanstop]

Please. I want out of this place. ...And I want to go home.

[philoxenia]

I think we're all in agreement.

[ladygeryon]

Let's do this.

[bolderfell]

I'm ready, are you?

[hardnosed]

Let's get this over with before I change my mind.

[fivestagegod]

No argument from me.

[mouflon]

Sounds like we're all ready to go!