Right.....Wrong.....I don't know

Claustrophobic discovery

Cleveland looked forward with an emotionless stare. She found the ventilation shaft easily since it was on top of a building but that was not what annoyed her. What annoyed her was everything she saw when she looked at what she was supposed to climb into. “I am supposed to fit into that?

*Yes you are. That way leads down into the lab area.*

Cleveland gulped and looked into the shaft through the door of it. “But I don't fit into that. I assure you that.”

*What do you mean? You do fit. I did the math for it.*

"Well fuck the math. I ain’t fitting into that.” Cleveland complained. She opened the shaft a bit and was looking into it. It was about as wide as her body was but just about that. It definitely didn’t look inviting in any way. “Simply no.”

*Yes you are. It’s a bit narrow but it’s not that bad. Pull in your massive oversized chest and push with your legs. Then you will get through.*

"Massively oversized chest she says. You made that one you know?" Cleveland groaned. She walked forward and put her finger against the side of the shaft.

She ran it over the side of the vent and met her fingers being coated in gloomy, sticky dust and grease. Cleveland pulled her finger back, stared at it, and shook the stuff away as fast as she could.

"And this shit is full of gross stuff as well. Bah." Cleveland spat out. She by far wasn't happy about this in any way. She groaned and shook herself again at the thought of being coated in that stuff. A fate that was inescapable for her.

*It's not that bad. Also what did you expect? A red curtain?*

"You are not the one feeling it so shut up with the “it's not that bad” babbling." Cleveland retorted. She shook herself. “It is that bad. Can’t I go another way?”

*There is no other. We checked, remember? Now move it. And take the way I marked or you end up in the kitchen.*

"You know? If you weren’t already dead." Cleveland sighed hard as she held her anger. "I would kill you again for this." She ripped open the vent completely. Well in actuiallity she just took off the vent door but it was done in a speed that looked like she did damage it. Cleveland bend down a bit and peeked inside the dark tube.

*I know. Now pull in your chest and squeeze through it. Also stop complaining, this is the only way we can take.*

Cleveland sighed and jumped in. She went headfirst to not crawl on her back and was immediately doused in black dust. She already wanted to scream but did so innerly. Her night vision was at least making it bearable to see or otherwise she would be stuck in total darkness in this. This sadly meant that she also saw everything that was sticky in the vent.

 
Pushing with her legs and indeed pulling in her chest, Cleveland made progress. Down and far she had to crawl and her own clothes, as well as her body proportions, were getting stuck at more places than she hoped for. Alpha gladly put the map of the vent in her vision that made it easier for her to at least see something in the vent.

“My clothes hurt when they get ripped. Ouch.” Cleveland said quietly in total agony. She held true with that since her clothes were just getting stuck anywhere. She might not get cut by the sides but it was akin to pulling someone's hair.

*Oh this is not good.*

“And what now?!” Cleveland groaned loudly. Her voice got drowned out by the propeller fans' sound at the end of the shaft anyway. She already dreaded the answer of the Siren. “What more is there that could make this whole trip worse?”