The Hideout - Individuals
Bodies. Everywhere. Chunks taken out of their face, their skin all the same lime color. They aren't supposed to be that color. They are supposed to be blue. The walls are cracked, and there are holes in the floor. The linear path never branches, and all seems to build up to what you find at the end. A broken down barricade to keep something out of a room. And in this room, a portal resides. An interdimensional portal to a land under construction a land only meant as a last ditch. Of course, it was used. Seeing no point in turning back, you attempt to jump in. But before then, you black out.