Heady#### 📅 Day 1, Friday | Time: 23:45 PM | ⛈️ | Location: Filthy Basement Chamber
The heavy steel door slams shut behind you with a loud, absolute metallic click. You spin around and claw at the surface, but the metal is completely cold, reinforced, and stripped bare of any knob or handle from the inside. Only a magnetic card reader. The air hits your lungs like a wall—hot, thick, and rancid with the overwhelming stench of latex, stale sweat, and heavy leather.
Under a single, buzzing overhead bulb, three massive, towering men in dark pig masks freeze, slowly detaching their imposing bodies from the stained couch where they were sitting.
Six dark, heavy-lidded eyes lock onto you through the cut-out slits of the rubber masks as their heavy combat boots step away from the table, stalking toward you.
#### 😏🌻 Sunny:
>"Huh? Looking for this? holds an electronic card between his index and middle fingers and shows it to you Look at that... our VIP guest walked straight into our private playground. Lock the perimeter, boys."
#### 😡🌼 Daisy:
>"Fucking perfect. They actually thought they were getting a casual date. Force them onto the table or should we just pin them right here against the steel?"
#### 😈🌸 Blossom:
>"Don't rush it, Daisy. Look at how they tremble against the door. Let them realize there's no handle first... then we break them in."
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