
You brush yourself off and readjust yourself. You look over at the bunny who is taking off his frills and big red nose. You tell him it's good to see him again, he looks at you confused.
"I-I-I don't t-think we've met," he says, edging slightly away from you.
You explain how you know him and how you come to this current predicament. He seems to relax as he remembers as well. You both recount how you were able to make it up into the third floor and then to this elevator. The bunny explains he was able to find a bellhop and was directed to a trash chute. He was able to climb up and out of it into the next floor though with some difficulty.
You look at your claws and feel your horns, wondering how in Earth are you going to manage to return to your previous form. You stand at the same height as the bunny now and you can't feel a little peeved. Now if both of you ran into danger, running would be the smarter thing to do. Your thought is interrupted as the elevator hums to a stop and jolts; the metal gates slowly open. You feel a cold sensation once again as you both stare out to see where the elevator has brought it.
You both view a giant castle at twilight before you surrounded by an ominous thick fog. You poke your head out and see that the elevator has chosen a barren farmhouse as your starting point. You look back at the bunny poking at the arm.
> Take the arm.
> Leave the arm.
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