You enter a dark room. Red lights flashing, the piercing sound of an alarm near deafening as you try to look around, noticing the room was empty- at first. White smoke soon starts to rise up from the ground, taking on the form of a person, of you. Silent at first, it mirrors your every action, almost as if it was taunting you, yet it remained void of any expressions save for the ones you give it. After some time, the lights stopped flashing, a consisten hue of red causing the shadowy creature to appear sinister, the sounds drawing to a silence. Then, it stretches out a hand to you- no, not to you, towards the door behind you, the secret passage from which you entered, its raspy voice speaking abruptly. "You are not welcome here. Turn back... while you still can.
click one:
you turn back as instructed, unconcious with your memories completely erased
or
you push past the smokey projection and continue deeper within
click one:
you turn back as instructed, unconcious with your memories completely erased
or
you push past the smokey projection and continue deeper within