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You wake up with your head on Mary's shoulder. The drive to the hotel was long, most of you spent fading in and out of sleep. Your breath smells like shit and for a moment you're disoriented, so you know that you were well rested.

Mary: "Up and at em', lovebug."

Elanor pokes at you with a stick.

Elanor: "Lee. Bro"

Elle gently grazes a knife against your face.

Elanor: "Why do you have that."

Errol: Let us assure them that we are not dead, at the least.

Errol: The knife was also not pleasant.

Lee: I K R

"Good morning, what was the knife for?"

Elle looked annoyed you even asked.

Lee: "Dont poke me with a stick anymore. I am a wasp hive. Metaphorically."

Elle: "You weren't waking up, dude. We didn't fill out an overnight sheet so y- we're kind of on, like, a schedule here.

Elanor: "Sorry about the, uh. Y'know."

Mary: "Stick."

Elanor: "Yeah."

Lee: "I will forget the knife but not the stick. Anyways, we're going out to look for the horned thing today or nah?"

Mary: "Lee we're, like, here, dude. We're at the hotel. Sorry I didn't wake you sooner, you looked peaceful."

Elanor: "No the fuck she didn't. She snored. She hit you."

Elanor: "She kicked my seat."

Elle: "She kicked... Mine too, somehow."

Lee: "Shhh, guys, Mary is right. I am peace incarnate. Let us forget the sleeping troubles."

Elanor: "You're right, you're right. So, Mary, you said we had an entrance?"

Mary: "Yeah, during my sophomore year I came down here with Olivia. Genuinely scariest fucking day of my life.

Elle and Elanor get out of the front of the car. Mary, from the middle seat, pauses to look at you.

Mary: "Hey. You're like. In the way."

Lee: "Thats wight, wabbit"

BusinessCat!: and then i get out of the car

Mary: "Okay."

You get out of the car and examine your environments. Elle parked on the side of a road that's on a hill. To your left, is a dense forest, and to your right, past a barbed fence, is the hotel in question.

It isn't particularly pretty. It is a long white obelisk with a sign on it, in a font you are pretty sure is Arial, that plainly proclaims the building as The Lunar Hotel.

Just past the hotel, you can make out the sounds of passing cars. You weren't sure why you expected some grand, gothic cathedral, but you were a bit, just a bit, let down by the mundanity of the environment.

Mary: "Now, when I checked this place out with Olivia, we didn't actually GO IN, but she showed me the spot to go in so it should be, like, anywhere around here, really."

Elanor, Mary, and Elle split up along the fence, in search of some type of opening.

Lee: "Man, it's just a building. Couldn't this thing afford something more...Fancy? I was expecting for this to seem more exciting. Just feels like we're breaking into private property"

You follow Mary around as she walks along the fence. You take note of how the hilly terrain does a good job of keeping people out. Two of the sides face a road, one of the sides reveals the large concrete slab the hotel was built on, revealing a 10 foot drop.

You are on the fourth side.

Mary: "Soooo, uhhh. Gonna be honest, I'm not seeing, like, shit. Olivia told me there would be this like PRETTY OBVIOUS ladder in the rocks but I'm not seeing fuckin' anything."

Elanor (from afar): "Hey, guys, this building's old. We should wear masks. Y'know, like, for asbestos."

Mary: "Elanor you... you chainsmoke, man. Fuck, Lee, I am... Really sorry, man, I cannot find this spot for the life of me."

Elanor (from afar): "GUYS I FOUND A HOLE IN THE FENCE. IT'S REALLY SMALL BUT I THINK I CAN-"

Mary: "ELANOR SHUT THE FUCK UP! I spotted a camera."

Elanor (from afar): "Dude, what!?"

Mary: "Meh, whatever, we're like. Superheroes I guess. It's fine. But whatver dumbass shit you're doing, just, like, stop it."

Lee: "A camera? I mean, if theres any issues with cameras to get in, i can turn invisible. But maybe we shouldnt be too loud. Maybe it's gonna hear us."

Mary: "I mean, yea, that should work for you. And me and Elanor have, like, done and gotten away with a lot worse."

Elle: "And me!"

Mary: "Right. And- And Elle. Hey Elle. Any pr-"

The hole Elanor had made in the fence had, while you and Mary were looking away, grown to be the size of a seventeen year old woman named Elanor. Elanor was now trying to get through the fences' second layer, while Elle was actively scaling the side of the drop, trying to gnaw through a barbed fence.

Elanor: "Guys we might LEGITIMATELY be making like. Crazy progress here."

Lee: "Yeah just. Don't eat the fence and be careful not to fall if you climb it. That may cause some issues more serious than seeing the fantastic American chupacabra rip off,"

Elle: "I got a crazy throat Lee trust me on this one."

Elle: "I'm like a giraffe."

Lee: "If you end up in the hospital you owe me twenty bucks"

Lee: "Uh, mary, you have any ideas on how to help get in?"

Mary: "I could commune with the spirits."

Elanor: "There's no abnormalities. Well, except one, but like, I'm PRETTY sure we can assume who it belongs."

Mary: "Goddamnit."

You look over at Elle. She's doing really well, actually. Her mouth isn't even bleeding.

Elanor: "You know guys, I think... Elle's chewing might be like. This might honestly be how we get in. Do you need.. like... help?"

Elle (through a mouthful of barbed wire): "No mamas, I got this."

After a couple more seconds of gnawing, there was, at the ground, a large pile of barbed wire, and a human shaped hole. Elle smirks at you.

Elle: "I think you owe me thirty bucks."

Lee: "It was twenty."

Elle: "Nope. Not even true."

Lee: "Right now i'm broke. I'll go invest in some shady dealings and totally not lose everything i have and then ill get you the money later. Lets focus on hunting down the freaky thing now"

Elle: "You bought Mary a milkshake on the ride up here, don't lie."

Mary: "HEY. That was her.. last.. thirty."

You nod.

Elanor: "Guys, Lee's right. Let's go in."

You trudged through the doors of the hotel into its lobby. The... interior of the building did not match its exterior. Though, now, moss and mold had overtaken the building, and the only thing allowing you to see it at all was the dim glow of Mary and Elanor's flashlights, you could understand that this place was once very lively. Floral wallpapers. A nice chandelier. And gold seemed to line the walls. Even in its current condition, it was one of the nicest rooms you'd ever been in.

El/anor: "Eugh, yuck. It's fucking nasty in here."

Mary: "I know. The floors are like.. soggy."

Lee: "Oh man, the inside would have probably been super nice if it wasnt like. Abandoned. Why does the outside look like that?"

Lee: "Anyway, uh, which way do we head?"

Mary: "I dunno."

Elanor: "Yeah, I dunno either, man."

Elle: "Yeah, I'm with those two. I don't know."

Mary: "Alright, so if we're looking for like... Bohemian juice, right? Why don't we go to the LyesCorp conference center, right?"

Elle: "That's on the fifth floor, though... And I'm like. Tired."

Mary: "I fuckin hate you kid WE'RE TAKING THE STAIRS"

So, the four of you rooted through the hotel's first floor until you eventually came across a stair well. And you made your way up the five flights of stairs. As you walked, you and Mary noticed that Elle and Elanor had begun to hold pinkies and, likewise, Mary reached for your hand.

Lee: "This is kind of spooky, but we can use our imagination to make it less scary! Just imagine we're looking for a fuzzy, adorable little kitty with half black fur instead of a 12 feet tall, giant satanic...beast from hell...with razor sharp teeth and spiders crawling on its skin."

Mary: "There aren't spiders I'm pretty sure."

Elanor: "No, there are. Big scary ones too."

Mary: "What"

Elanor: "With long legs"

Mary: "What"

Elanor: "And lots of eyes"

Mary: "No :( No no no guys Im scared of spiders. Like actually"

Elle: "Elanor, be nice. Tell her you're fuckin' with her."

Elanor: "I'm being dead serious, dude. VICIOUS fucking things crawling on its skin. Not even daddy longlegs. They're, like, abusive evil scientist granddaddy long legs or some shit."

Elle: "Wait, y'know what, she's right. Alien spiders too. Or, like, Vietnamese step-daddy longlegs and shit, I dunno."

Elanor: "Yeah, you kinda... lost track of things there."

You reached the top floor and Elanor pushed the door open. The floor was in pristine condition, very few cracks, and hell, a few of the cracks that WERE there looked like they had been shoddily "repaired." If the wallpaper hadn't been profoundly peeling, you wouldn't have been sure the hotel was abandoned at all.

As the four of you ventured down the regal hallway, you eventually reached the entrance of the "conference room," which you could immediately clock was a repurposed ballroom.

It... frankly, gave you the creeps. In the center of the room there were two old foldout tables pushed together to seat about four people on each side, eight in total, with a ninth as the head. In front of each of the seats was a nameplate with some rich-sounding white name. In all of the chairs except for two, the head of the table and one of the one of the chairs on the far right, were fabric mannequins with odd black symbols painted on their faces.

An odd scent lingered in the air. It was sweet

Lee: "I can tolerate big fucking spiders, but i do not like these mannequins. Maybe theres dead people inside them or something. We should probably leave investigating these for last. Elanor, Mary, do you hear any ghosts besides our guy?"

Mary: "Hold onnnn, let me tap into the psychic planes."

Mary began to feel the air around her.

Elanor: "That's... not a thing, Mary."

Mary: "Shut up, you told me ghost teaching was an art, not a science, an art is SUBJECTIVE."

Elanor: "Whatever. Anyways, no, my INTUITION, not a psychic plane-"

Mary: "Oop, my psychic plane is telling me that-"

Elanor: "YOU'RE DOING THIS ON PURPOSE. YOU'RE TRYING TO PISS ME OFF. ON FUCKING PURPOSE MARY. I'm not gonna let it get to me, nope, not this time. Notttt. Thissss. Timeeee. I'm not sensing any ghosts."

Mary: "Yeah, I just communed with the ghosts, and, uh, they said you're wrong. One of them's resting their nuts on your shoulder."

Elanor grabbed Mary by the shoulders.

Elanor: "THAT'S NOT HOW THEY FUCKING WORK DUDE!!!!!!"

...

Elanor: "You piss me off."

Mary: "Ok yea there's no ghosts. But, I mean, given the circumstances, I'm willing to bet we can find some of the Bohemian's, like, excess energies somewhere around here."

Elanor: "I feel like energy's misleading. It's more of a goop."

Mary: "So, gang, whaddya say we search the perimeter of this place for like.. Bohemiagoop. I'm taking Lee with me."

Elanor: "Sure. I'll take Elle."

Elle: "Actually, I... need to take a breather, man. Something about this place is giving me a bad vibe. I might, like, wait in the car."

Elanor: "Oh, alright, I'm sorry. You need someone to walk you there??"

Elle: "Nah I'm good. I've got a knife."

Elanor: "Alright!! Sorry for roping you into this. We'll... try to keep it short."

Elle: "Thanks. Uh.. take your time."

Schwaggy: "I'll go in her place, dude."

Schwaggy: "Hey like what's up guys It's me everyone's favorite character Schwaggy"

Mary: "OH HELL YEAH WHAT'S UP SCHWAGGY"

Schwaggy: "ODude Im not doin' the best, I rode the elevator up here and uhh.. Let me tell you man, that shit's got be brokennn man.

BusinessCat!: Who is this guy?

Lee: S C H W A G G Y

Lee: "Oh hey Schwaggy! I uh.. I totally remember you! So glad you came here to hang out with us and find Monokuma satan's goop."

Corgi Cerberus: Danganronpa isn't out for another 9 years.

Corgi Cerberus: Also it doesn't get localized until 2014.

Schwaggy: "Like... don't even mention it man. It's honestly my pleasure. I got Schwed to feed Schwooby for the weekend so everything worked out."

Elanor: "Shut the fuck up. Those aren't real people. Also. There was... a working elevator?"

Schwaggy: "Yeah, dude. It was in the middle of the second floor hallway."

Elanor: "What. Why would it be there. Fuck you"

Mary: "Schwaggy, sorry, Elanor's just a bit grumpy because I outclassed her ghost know-how, we're looking for Bohemian goop. It's pink. Go with Elanor. I'm going with Lee."

Elanor: "No, actually, I... I'm not going with Schwaggy I fucking hate Schwaggy honestly."

Mary: "Fine. I'll go with Schwaggy. Don't worry, Schwaggy, I'm with you. From now until we make it out of here. I love you."

Mary pecked Schwaggy on the cheek.

Mary: "I fuckin' love you Schwaggy."

BusinessCat!: Vessel, how do you feel about this?

Lee: U G H

BusinessCat!: Understandable.

Lee: "Okay, uh, who am i going with? And where?"

Elanor: "Lee, c'mon. You're with me. We'll check out this side."

Elanor vaguely gestured at the right side of the ballroom.

Elanor: "And Mary and.. Schwaggy.. will get the left side."

Schwaggy: "Haha Schwagtastic my man"

Mary laughed.

Mary: "Hell yeah."

Elanor grabs you by the hands and walks off with you. She points at a collection of paintings that lines the wall.

Elanor: "Dude, look at these. They're... weird. Do you think they're part of the hotel, or do you think the LyesCorp people had them installed?"

You studied the painting. It depicted a glowing feminine figure, shrouded by an ornate cloth, with a deer at her side.

Lee: "A deer, huh...I think the people of Lyescorp painted these, maybe. And they uh, put their souls into them. Or maybe not, i don't think Mr.Lyes likes art with soul. He probably prefers it extra corporate, with a pinch of executive stupidity as seasoning."

Lee: "I don't know why there being a deer caught my attention. Sorry about that. Big fan of deers."

Elanor: "I like deer too."

You couldn't help but zone out a little bit. Mary did seem a little sad to be paired with someone other than you, she seemed... worried about you. You tried to listen in on her and Schwaggy's conversation, but it was more of Schwaggy's elevator bullshit. Apparently he pressed all of the buttons on the damm elevator and saw some weird scientist guy.

Things between you and Elanor were never bad, but the two of you hadn't really hung out one on one very often. She was dating your roommate and your girlfriend's best friend. Still, however, there was something about her you found yourself incredibly drawn towards. She had that look that hare tend to have. Like she knows something horrible that you don't. Something so horrible you're better off not knowing.

Your vision began to blur and Elanor shot you a concerned look.

Elanor: "Y'know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say that's a painting of Elaneth, the Cletanist god. Like, simplified. VERY simplified but... it really does feel like her. And, come to think of it, look at those other paintings. The serpent, the moth, they're- Yeah, those are deities. Weird. You believe in that shit, Lee?"

Lee: "Not quite."

Elanor: "Weird. N- Not like, ew, weird, but like... It's odd. Because all of this shit in my book, shit with like... real tangible lived experiences of mine... align with their texts. But at the same time I know it sounds crazy and stupid and absurd and downright conspiratorial honestly!! Anyways, I'm not really seeing anything here?? I know you're sketched out by them, i am too, but do you wanna check out the mannequins?"

Lee: "I believe it a little. I also believe a little in every religion. I'm not a very sure person i kind of pick every side i don't know man"

Lee: "I don't want to check out the mannequins, but if we have to..."

Elanor: "Yeah that's real as fuck honestly. But I saw the way Elle was looking at that empty seat-"

Elanor pointed her flashlight at the empty chair on the table's right edge corner.

Elanor: "-and it just sketched me OUT. I know I see, like, actual ghosts, but Elle's way better about reading, like, vibes than I am. I honestly doubt there's bodies, though. We'd smell 'em."

You followed Lee to the tables and took note of what you saw. The nameplates made sense: At the head of the table was Lionel Lyes, and, around him, were the names of vaguely familiar European names. Only one of them seemed to catch you off guard: 'Don't bother,' it read. Next to the nameplate was a pristine pink flower you couldn't recognize off the top of your head.

You also, upon further inspection, realized that you recognized the symbols on their faces. They were eclipses.

Elanor picked up the nameplate that was the odd man out.

Elanor: "'Don't bother.' Huh? You've been bothering me all my fuckin' life. Fuck that. I'll bother as I please. At least we know why Elle was so sketched out by this one, right?"

Elanor's blind courage always had a way of impressing you.

Lee: "Lionel Lyes...We should invent a new torture method for that man. I need him 6 feet under. I wish the bohemian would eat him"

Elanor: "RIGHT. Like allll of this energy could have been spent on like LITERALLY the anti-christs, and instead this hellian decides to haunt me and my friends. What the f-"

Elanor tensed up, and the hare comparison became all but uncanny. Mary tensed up as well, whipping her head around to look at Elanor.

Elanor: "We have to leave."

...

Elanor: "We have to leave NOW."

Lee: "...It's here, isn't it?"

Elanor, grabbing you by the arm, ran down the hall towards the stairwell.

Schwaggy: "G- guys! Let's just take the elevator! It's faster!"

Elanor: "THERE'S NO FUCKING ELEV-" Elanor said as she ran directly into a pair of elevator doors.

Elanor: "Well, shit, Lee, which... which... one should we take?"

Lee: "I don't know if the elevator's trustworthy, it's like a million years old, it could fall if too many people go in!"

Lee: "But maybe splitting up is a bad idea, we don't know if the bohemian kills people...Right?"

Elanor: "Lee's right. Let's just... take the stairs Schwaggy."

Schwaggy: "Schwagtastic! Let's get a-movin!"

As the four of you ran down the stairs, you couldn't help but think about how... real, all of this had felt. It was a similar feeling to when your powers first began to manifest, to when you were whisked away from home and sent to the Borkoshavski Academy. But as the school began to feel more and more like a safety blanket...

Everything beyond it got scarier. And for the first time. You, Lee Claude, felt SEEN. Felt WATCHED. And it sent a sent a pain up your stomach so strong you could hardly crawl, much less run at the breakneck speed you found yourself compelled by. You were in such a shock that, when you reached the exit to the stairwell, and made your way for the exit, you didn't notice Mary, Elanor, and Schwaggy stop dead in their tracks.

You turned around and your stomach dropped to your feet. No.

No. No. No.

She was your ride home.

She was your roommate.

She was your friend.

Elanor collapsed to her knees before the corpse of Elle Stilton.

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