I wandered into the bathroom/save point and looked around. Out of all the save points I had encountered in my quest, this was by far the worst. The floor was dirty and the sinks were full of bacteria. The toilets all looked to be clogged, plus the soap dispensers were out of soap. On the sides of the stalls were a few bits of graffiti. I got a closer look and read one of the messages.
I've ****ed in Japan and I've ****ed in France,
But before I'd **** in here, I'd **** in my pants.
A rather amusing little number, and it rang so true. Below it was etched another message.
In the year 2005, this toilet shall be flushed by a rabbit who lost an arm, a leg and an ear somewhere along the way.
"Silly mens room prophecy," I said as I flushed the toilet. It instantly exploded, covering me in... well, let's not even go there.
After washing myself off the best I could I reentered the previous room. "My Uber-senses are tingling!" I announced. "To the WEST!"
"What smells like... death?" Shuriken asked.
"It's probably just the cyborg zombies that are about to maim us," I suggested. "C'mon gang! Follow me to... SOMEWHEREELSEIGUESS!"
We walked West down a long hallway, while heavy metal continued to blast over the sound system. At the end of the hallway was a divide: exits were to the North and South, as well as the Eastern hall I had just walked down. I could hear the moaning of the undead and the creaking of poorly-oiled mechanical limbs. Unfortunately, I couldn't tell which direction the sounds were coming from.
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