..~| An Uneasy Feeling |~.. [Regretevator]

|^<(.. The Player ..)>^|

Uhh you guys tell me.. More or less suffering for Split?
(I'm so fucking evil)

MR slammed his fist down on the table frustratedly, causing MRManeuver to slightly jump.

"Not only did I lose that fucking caterpillar, I lost my best prisoner and that banana snail."

"Her name is Split sir-"
"I don't give a fuck!" MR snapped "If we want our plan to work, I need you to get me more servants."
"Me?!" MRManeuver asked in shock "But, how could I ?!"
"I don't care what you do or who you take, just bring me more NPCs."
Knowing very well MRManeuver couldn't argue with MR, they left the room with a sigh.

Their eyes dart around the room, seeing boxes of costume pieces and junk.
"Maybe I can do this..."

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DrRETRO sat in a spinny chair at the front desk to the hospital. She fidgeted with a pen anxiously, clicking it rapidly. Her eyes were glued to a computer screen, scrolling through digital paperwork and such.

"DrRETRO?"

DrRETRO nearly jumped out of her seat, quickly spinning around to see who it was. Mach loomed over her, staring at her with a hint of concern.

"Uhm, sorry. Need something?" DrRETRO asked, adjusting the chair.
"Yes. I need to know, how soon will Pilby recover?" Mach spoke.
"I think soon, but I'm busy with many patients right now." DrRETRO explained, an annoyed expression slowly appearing on her face "It also didn't help for you to bash Gnarpy's skull."
"Your seriously trying to heal Gnarpy?" Mach said, scoffing.
"Yeah, it's my job to help heal the citizens of the Regretevator, but you just make my job harder." DrRETRO sighed "I don't know why I came to you for help in the first place."
"Because your a little pussy cat who couldn't fight a rock on your own?"
"Ugh, get out!"

Mach rolled her eyes before walking back to the elevator. She stepped inside, pressing a button to take her anywhere. Of course, she could just use her special portals to teleport back home, but she was bored out of her mind, so might as well catch a ride on the elevator. Mach tapped her foot, watching the timer tick down.

Ding!

The elevator sped to a halt, opening its doors. Pest and Poob walked in from the Subway. Poob was uncontrollably giggling at something while Pest was grumbling random nonsense. "U look so funni when ur mad!" Poob laughed. Pest turned to them and narrowed his eyes "Shut up."

Mach stood on the opposite side of the elevator from the two of them, minding her own business while the two teased each other. Pest snatched Poob's party hat in order to try and shut them up, but it instead made them whine. "Ugh, fine! Take your stupid hat." Pest said to the partygoer who clinged onto his leg "But only if you shut up for good." He tossed the party hat to them, causing them to quickly stand up and catch it. "Okie Pest! I'll b soo quiet u won't even hear me!1" Poob said "Yea!!1! I'm supr quiet!!" Pest just grumbled, putting in his AirPods in a second attempt to block out their noise.

Mach quietly chuckled to herself. Those two were really cute, even if Pest liked them or not. Love wasn't as easy to come by, or at least for her. Everyone seemed to have some kind of soulmate on this hellish elevator like how Wallter had Mark, or how Poob had Pest. Split had Bive until that one tragic night.. Maybe it was better to stay lonely than risk such a devastating loss. Besides, who would love an ominous and terrifyingly tall goddess with the power to easily crush the Regretevator to atoms. That intrusive thought didn't really stick nicely in her head.

Ding!

The elevator opened once more, revealing the Shop Space. Mach stared out into the dimly lit and eerie store, very well sensing the horrible evil that came from there. Thankfully, no MR it seemed, but there was someone else that caught her attention.

A player with long black hair cautiously walked inside. She wore a thick green and dark green striped sweater and jeans. She looked shy, completely confused and wary of the elevator as if she's never seen it before. Mach turned to her, trying not to spook her as she greeted the player "Hello there."

The player quickly spun around and gazed up at Mach. "O-oh, hi there." She spoke sheepishly.
"Are you new?" Mach asked.
"Uhm.. Yeah.. I think? I cant remember correctly.."
"Oh, well, if you ever need any help let me know."
"Actually.." The girl began "Do you think you could help me find this family of three?"
"Hm.. Wallter, Mark, and Lampert?" Mach asked.
"I think those are their names! Could you take me to them?" The player asked, desperately awaiting approval.
"Sure, why not, but may I ask.. Why do you want to see them?"
"It's private stuff."
Mach started growing suspicious of them, but only gave them a simple nod.
Mach walked over to the elevator panel, putting a coin in the slot and pressing a button to take them to the couple's house.
A few minutes went by until the ding alerted them that they arrived.

Ding!

The player exited, looking around before looking back to Mach and waving goodbye while thanking her. "Anytime." Mach said, smiling slightly. How nice, not many players came to her for help. She leaned up against the elevator wall, playing with her hammer.

Pest looked up from his phone and glared at Mach. "Could you not swing your hammer around." Pest grumbled "I don't want to lose a limb." Mach held her hammer firmly, staring at Pest in annoyance before mounting the hammer on her back. Pest went back to minding his own business and the elevator was very quiet for a while, nothing but the sound of the soft elevator music and the sound of a party horn interrupting the silence.

Mach was just about on the verge of falling asleep until a loud banging could be heard from above. Mach, Pest, and Poob all quickly looked up to see what was going on. The elevator ceiling collapsed and Mark plummeted onto the floor. "PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP!" He screamed, quickly standing up and shaking Poob by the shoulders. "Mark?!1! Wats wrong?1!" Poob asked, horrified. Pest stared up at the new hole in the ceiling, displeased.

"WALLTER AND LAMPERT.." Mark paused, breathing heavily.

"THEY'RE GONE!"