[@HHHippo]

The champagne, which didn't taste particularly hallucinogenic, seemed to cause his room to look slimier as he drank it. Upon exitting, he found that the hallways were quite awful to smell, and there seemed to be black ooze on the floors, ceilings, and corners... When he reached the courtyard, it seemed rather like most of the plants had been transformed into glistening black tentacles, the tree was a large, bloodshot eye on a stalk that stared endlessly, alternating between the two people in the courtyard intently.

The man hoisted the burlap bag, apparently full of something quite heavy, as he trudged through the slimy black grass to meet the Russian.

"You're seein' this, right?"

[@Eviledd1984]

The statue in the north, presumably of Caerbog, was a large, scorched, and misshapen creature wearing a hawaiian shirt and nothing else, holding up a beef splitter victoriously. The loud voice emanated from it again.

"CAERBOG IS ALL THINGS IN EVERYTHING. CAERBOG IS THE TRUE GOD IN THIS COURTYARD. THE BLACK CREATOR. THE OMNI-BUILDER. THE ONE IN ALL. PRAISE CAERBOG WITH RIGHTEOUS SACRIFICE AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE MANY HOUSEHOLDS AND EXALTATIONS IN VALHALLA."

"Yer fukken' wrong," says the statue across from him, it appears to be a large, bronze snapping tortoise, "Saliamos is the only [i]real[/i] god! An' I'm 'is highest priest! I ken bringye eternal bliss an' 'appiness fer the small price of one life! Y'can also save this entire subworld from burnin' in Caerbog's eternal hellfire!

"Praise Somnos..." Says the western statue, which was simply a pedastal and nothing else, "For doing the good lord's work shall bring peace unending... And supreme enlightenment..."

"Frauds, all of you! Making empty promises and keeping lies! Bring [i]me[/i] the sacrifice!" said the statue to the east. It seemed to be a muscular greek god with nothing different about it from the real world than its taste in French berets...

[@DJAtomika]

The man jumped, holding his wrench at the ready. He seemed far less terrified when he saw who was behind him, but remained wary nonetheless, "What!? Who are you!?"

[@Violetrose]

"You gotta know where to look, I guess." Marvin said, shrugging, "Heard some rumors about it on the road, contacted a few people on the internet. Then I had a job fer the summer."

The car looked rather unimpressive in what little lighting the bar had. Though the card held sturdy and was likely never bent or folded in its existence, its many wrinkles shone in the light. Held at the right angle, it looked like elephant leather.