“Nihaha! What’s up with this dungeon? Why is it so much fun?”
The short goblin laughs as if possessed. He has just crossed a demon-shaped portal with two of his teammates and is now rolling on the rocky floor while laughing.
One of his teammates, using another short unit, a Wererabbit Champion, laughs with him.
“You’re right!” she nods, “Who could have guessed that losing Badoq to a goblin sniper would be so funny? His grinning, ecstatic face with an arrow protruding from his forehead, after spending thirty minutes feeding it zombies so the goblin could kill him in a single hit, was too much, hahaha!”
The third mber, a male fairy, doesn’t share their enthusiasm.
“I understand why you find this exciting, but… aren’t you afraid of the Leader’s wrath? He ordered us to get a place in the top 50… We won’t achieve it at this pace…”
“To hell with Leader's orders!” Shouts the goblin. “We’ve been following his orders all day. Now that we’ve found a gem like this dungeon, let’s enjoy it to the end!”
“Not like we have any chance to get within the top fifty,” adds the wererabbit, probably the smartest in the team. “There are more than fifty teams from our side, and we aren’t among the best.”
“Yeah, yeah!” The goblin nods. “We had no chance from the start. Also… don’t you think this dungeon slls like Him? We might be the luckiest team, it’d be a sacrilege not to enjoy it!”
It doesn’t take much to convince the hesitant fairy player. The words ‘Him’ and ‘sacrilege’ are key to his change.
“Well, uh… You’re right! Bihihi! It’s ti to play!”
The goblin starts spinning with his arms extended. “Yeah, yeah! Play. Let’s play!”
“Hahaha, it’s play ti! Nasty Smallfolks, chaaaarge!”
After the werebunny’s shout, the children-sized team leaves the rocky cave and enters a luxurious passage adorned in black and white with golden accents. They ignore the creepy purple torches, as well as the black tumors growing everywhere, treating them as if they didn’t exist.
Suddenly, the fairy, the fastest in the group, stops, making the other two clash with each other. He points at a hole in the wall. The empty doorfra suggests that there should have been a door, but nothing is blocking them from seeing what’s on the other side.
“Hey, watch this! It’s a skeleton bed!”
This prompts the other two’s curiosity, and the three end up gawking inside, peeking inside like curious children, their heads on top of each other like a totem.
“Let’s try it,” proposes the goblin.
“Let’s try it,” agrees the wererabbit, walking inside the room behind her teammate.
Left behind, the fairy tilts his head. “Let’s… try it? Hey guys, it isn’t fair! I fly, so I can’t jump on top of it like you! I can just fly up and down…”
The goblin, just about to step onto the skeleton bed, called like this not because it has the shape of a skeleton, or a skeleton drawing, but because it’s made out of bones, turns his head towards his companion with an ‘Are you for real’ face.
“Just stop flying, dumbass.”
“Oh! Ah… right.”
He awkwardly steps onto the bed, and the two start jumping on top of it, like children would. But their happy expressions soon disappear.
“It kind of hurts… It isn’t bouncy either,” complains the goblin.
“Yeah…”
anwhile, the wererabbit, smarter than them, isn’t jumping on top of the bed like the other two. Instead, she’s rolling on top of it, using the bone’s hard surfaces and protrusions to rub her back.
“You two are stupid. Aah!” A low, pleasurable moan cos out of her lips. “Obviously, jumping on a skeleton bed is painful! You have to try this instead… Aah!”
““Oooh!””
The goblin and the fairy exclaim at the sa ti, quickly imitating her. The three start rolling on the bed, rubbing their bodies against the hard bone.
“Ooh, aah, uuh…! This hits the spoooooooot!”
“Bihihi! When the bones rub my wings, it sends a tingle through my whole body…!”
They lose themselves in bed, moaning in pleasure, until a familiar voice awakens them.
“Uhehehe! Found ya! Want to play a ga?”
The three turn their heads at the sa ti, but what they see certainly isn’t what they expected.
“Hey, KR,” says the goblin, KR being the initials of Killer Rabbit, his teammate’s nickna. “Why are there two of you? Am I hallucinating?”
“I’m seeing two KRs too,” adds the fairy, “One on the bed and one next to the doorfra…”
“Want to play a ga?” Repeats the wererabbit next to the doorfra.
“Ooh, how cool is that!” The real KR jumps out of the bed and approaches her clone. “I know! Let’s play hide and seek with my double! My double will be ‘it’!” She leaves through the empty doorfra, saying, “See you later, losers! Hahaha!”
For a mont, the goblin and fairy freeze, their heads turning between the running wererabbit and the wererabbit that's observing them.
“Hey, it isn’t fair if you get a head start!” Shouts the goblin, following KR.
“D-don’t leave behind! I’ll play too!”
Left alone in the room, the fake wererabbit makes a creepy smile, one that threatens to split her face in two. She turns around and says, “Dear guests! Running in the corridors is forbidden! Please stop right now…”
‘It’ has started to chase after the three players.
“Nihahaha! , ! next!”
A goblin enthusiastically raises his hand, calling for attention. But instead of picking him, the mage chooses the monster next to him. The crowd applauds when the mage puts his hand inside the hat… and pulls out the monster’s head.
Cheers erupt everywhere when the monster’s corpse drops to the ground. The mage, unperturbed, waves his hand to calm them, and then, with a deep voice, pronounces the sa phrase he has been saying since the show started.
“Dear audience. It seems I need a new… assistant. It’s a sha. The last one has recently left us due to unfortunate health issues. Is there a volunteer within the public?”
The goblin stands up, enthusiastically waving his hand. “, ! ! Choose ! I want to try it too!”
The mage raises his hand once more, about to point towards the ‘fortunate’ audience mber, but right then, the theater’s door slams open and sothing crawls in. The lights turn off, and the theater becos dark for an instant, when the ergency lights turn on.
“Dear guests. Death has co.” A monotonous voice sounds through the speakers. “We repeat: death has co. The performance must conclude due to unfortunate circumstances, but we hope you had a great ti. The next performance is today at seven. We wish you good luck.”
Furious, the goblin player stands up, shouting at the empty air. “Hey, this isn’t fair! I wanted to try it! I wanted to have my head pulled out of that hat!”
Around him, several monster couples are whispering to each other. Instead of running away from whatever is coming, they’re flirting with playful smiles.
“Oh, dear. I love you for bringing to this aweso performance!”
“Anything for you, my love.”
He ignores the harmless mobs and turns around towards the cause of all this. “Who did this!? Who dared interrupt my… fun…”
A mass of flesh and limbs advances like a tide through the seats, absorbing everything in its path and growing in size. Its presence makes the goblin lose his voice. His eyes grow wide, and his lips twist upwards.
“Wow…! That, that… thing. Is it coming for ? Is it my present!?”
His glittering eyes beco almost as bright as the ergency lights. Instead of running away to save his life, the goblin stands still, absorbed in the spectacle. Now he understands why the audience was happy to be interrupted. This end is worthy of being rembered.
“Nihahaha! This is amazing! An unstoppable death wall! A monster that can’t be killed, a monster from which you can only run away!”
The goblin starts to look around, searching for an ergency exit. Then, he turns towards the limb tide.
“Hey, wanna play hide and seek with us? You’ll be ‘it’. Let’s see if you can catch , nihahaha!”
Not too long before the limb monster interrupted the mage’s performance.
“This is so cool! What are they doing here?”
The fairy player flies into a large room. From the rectangular hole in the ground to the white tiles, to the sll of choline, he imdiately realizes he has found the pool.
He approaches a line of monsters. They’re waiting to jump on the trampoline.
The first monster jumps into a golden ring about two ters wide, and then it gets teleported to another one further above. When falling from that one, the monster enters yet another golden ring and, in turn, gets teleported elsewhere, gaining velocity as gravity keeps doing its job. The process repeats a few tis until the monster cos out of the last ring and falls into the ‘pool’.
*Sploch!*
“Wow, that’s so cool! I want to try it too!”
The fairy lines up for jumping. He ends up behind a family of two purple-skinned demons: a mom with his son. When it’s the son’s turn, he jumps and calls for his mom as he passes through the multiple golden rings.
“Wooow! Mom, mom! Look at ! I’m flying! Wahaha–” *Splosh!*
The empty pool contains no water. Instead, large and pointy rocks and other dangerous surfaces await the child. His body hits the ground at a speed that can only be obtained after falling from a height equivalent to at least a hundred ters, and he instantly dies.
Yet another corpse in the, literally, ‘pool’ of corpses.
As if this weren’t enough, three identical skeletons sitting near the impact zone raise identical white signs, displaying numbers from 1 to 10. They’re the ‘jury’ in charge of evaluating the participant’s jumps.
The fairy anxiously waits for his turn. After the demon mom, unaffected by her son’s fate, jumps, he approaches the end of the trampoline, filled with excitent.
“I just need to stop flying…” He mumbles before jumping. “Here I goooooo∼!”
He feels his body falling as gravity pulls him. His vision gets dizzy. The single thing he can see is the golden rings, growing larger and larger until he crosses them and the next one appears. Then…
*Sploch!*
“Whoaah! This is sooooo cool, bihihi!” Laughs the fairy, in his phantasmal form. “I want to do it again. It’s a sha I can’t…”
The fairy player’s sadness doesn’t last long, as soon, the large amount of corpses piling in the pool, his own included, start writhing. As if pulled by invisible tentacles, they start coalescing into sothing grotesque: a monster made out of bones, at, limbs, and blood.
Once it completes its transformation, the monster, now with an HP bar on top of it, climbs out of the pool and starts searching for more ‘victims’.
“Wow! My body is part of that monster now! I’ve never seen anything this cool before!” He watches as the monster leaves the ‘pool’. He chases after it in his phantasmal form.
“Why is this eye here? Does it have any function?”
The wererabbit tilts her head at the large eye in front of her. According to her calculations, this should be the elevator, but the door is completely blocked by an enormous eye. She found an eye identical to this one on each floor.
She decides to poke at the eye. “Ugh, it’s slimy… I love it!”
Searching for any reaction, she keeps poking the eye. Every ti, she pushes her hand further in, until her whole arm up to the elbow is inside the eye.
Right at that mont, the eye moves. It glares at her, and a low growl rings through the hotel. Following that growl, he hears several squelching noises around her. The black tumors on the passages are bursting open, and from within each one, smaller eyes appear.
“So it was a matter of quantity!” She happily says. “But whoaah, look at this! My MP is dropping like crazy, hahaha. It’s truly worthy of Him!”
Having found a new toy, she starts running through the corridors, poking her finger into the new eyes, making them pop as if they were bubble wrap.
She keeps doing this until a shout catches her attention.
“Oh, no, that thing is going to catch and I’ll dieeeeee! Nihaha! This is so much fun!”
KR imdiately recognizes her teammate’s voice. She thinks it’s unfair. She hasn’t found anything worthy of her attention so far, but that fool is screaming as if he were having the ti of his life.
“Why is he having so much fun…? I must go and see!”
She follows the screams and finds her teammate running in front of a massive wave of at and limbs. He’s grinning from ear to ear.
“It looks fun.”
With those words, KR approaches the running goblin and starts running side by side with him.
“Kyaaaah! I’m going to dieeeee!” She shouts. “It’s impossible to escape from this wall, it’s like running away from a tsunami, hahaha!”
“Hey,” the goblin complains. “I found this first! Go find sothing else for yourself!”
KR pouts, but rembers sothing. “Eeeh? Ah! But weren’t we playing hide and seek?” Having said that, she touches the goblin’s shoulder. “You’re ‘it’ now. You can’t pass it to , so go find Pota.”
“You aren’t ‘it’. ‘It’ was your clone.”
“Who says I’m not the clone? I’m the clone, and now you’re ‘it’! Hahaha!”
“Uuugh…!”
The goblin frowns. But right at that mont, tentacles burst out from the nearby empty doorfra, grabbing KR and pulling her away.
“Kyaaaaaah! They’re going to rape eeee!” She shouts, a smile on her face. “And don’t you dare save !”
Nasty Smallfolks didn’t make it. As expected, they didn’t get enough points during the preliminary matches. But they didn’t mind it. In fact, it was the total opposite.
As the only team from the Mad Rat’s Cult who got to ‘enjoy’ Mad Rat team’s horror hotel, they were not only pleased but also bragged about it until the day DMA closed their servers. After all, everybody could step into the Mad Rat’s Lab at any ti and attempt to replicate others’ experiences, but that hotel ceased to exist as soon as the preliminary matches ended.
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