7B

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(Cover art's by me)
you take a breath and step away. "Hey, Six, this looks kinda dangerous, d'you—" You look behind you to see her pulling a lever. "On it." She jumps off. "Quick, go!" You squeeze through the now un-electrified bars and run through the next room, with Six not far behind you. by the time you've ran up to the next barred door, she's already squeezing though. She pops through and you follow quickly, getting through just as it turns back on, burning your arm a bit. "Ow, shoot!" You curl up on the floor, wincing as you held your now limp arm. Six runs up to you, a bit worried.

"Oh—" she winces at your arm. "You okay?" "Eh, it's just one arm, right...?" You say, choking on your words as you're now crying. "Yeah, I can tell you're hurt." Six says, a slight tone of worry in her voice. "D'you wanna take a break?"
"No, I wanna leave this place as soon as possible..!" You protest, trying to wipe your still pouring tears. "I'm not gunna slow you down!"
"Okay then.." She takes your scathed hand pulling you up and putting it around her shoulder. "But I'm still gonna give you some support." "You don't have to do that-!" You protest, blushing. "I can walk..." "Don't worry about it," she shrugs. "I'm like, 10 times stronger than you. And they do say rest is the best aliment." You sigh. "Alright.."

You keep walking, slower this time, arriving in...a room, with, a bunch of beds. Like an orphanage. You can hear...kids? Sleeping in the beds. You both creep forward—until the door opens. Six pulls you behind a bed as you look over to see what came out. a...man. But he looked wrong. With feet much too small and arms much too long. His face...rotting, eyes covered with a single white strip, a hat complimenting his head. Much bigger than you, he looked like he could eat kids... you shudder. He creeps up to the bed you're hiding behind and your heart beats faster as you cling onto Six harder. He reaches out his long arms and starts...stroking the bed with them. All over. Like when teachers scanned a classroom. Finally he stops and slowly heads out the door. You both wait a few minutes before carefully advancing, trying not to awake the sleeping kids or anything.

You finally cross the big room (everything here seems really big) and arrive at another tall handled door. You reach out but Six stops you and jumps up herself. "Why won't you let me help? I thought you wanted-" she jumps down from the handle, landing in front of you. "Because you're hurt, dummy." You don't protest as she puts your arm back around her shoulder and you go through the door. The next room... well it isn't really a room. More like a giant space with a part to walk on. You look to your side and see the drop that you'd fall down if you slipped. But no, you reassure yourself. This walking space is a whole lot wider, and there's only a drop on one side, so it's fine.

Six points up and you follow her hand. There's a bunch of boxes and cages that look rather climbable. "Up there." She says. "That's where we have to climb." She turns back to you, suddenly seeming worried. "I can, but you..." she looks at your hurt arm. "D'you want some help with climbing up?"
You could climb yourself, right? But it would be a little risky...still, you've just met her, what if she drops you? No, you don't know that, she's been nothing but nice! You take a breath and decide..

A/N: none of these choices kill you btw

"It's alright, I can just go up myself!" (go to 8A)
"You're right...I guess I wouldn't mind a little help.." (go to 8B)

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