[h2][color=gray]B.?.102, The School Room[/color][/h2] [@Squirrel98] [hr] The longer Amanda denied the cafeteria food, the more tantalizing it appeared. Metal trays of waffles and fresh toast wafted through her senses. The drizzle of cinnamon and caramel, the fresh goodness of melted butter. Every second that ticked by, the food appeared more and more appetizing, as if the room was beautifying itself for her. The room could sense her indecision, and, through an act of trying to be ‘helpful’, a sudden [i]clap[/i] echoed through the school as all the classroom doors slammed shut. Even prying at them with a crowbar wouldn't get them to open. There was sudden pressure at the far window near the stairwell that led to the far exit.cracks appeared along the window. Pressure built. Until, with a terrible [i]crack[/i], water began gushing through the shattered remains of the window, filling the hallway. One inch, than two, covering her feet, and getting the stuffed animals wet. If she continued to remain uncertain, she would drown in this school… [hr] [h2][color=gray]C.G.114, The Swan Room[/color][/h2] [@Xandrya] [hr] The plastic swan in the room watched through lifeless eyes as Michelle spat at the stuffed animals. And, at Michelle's desire for a clue, the swan almost seemed to bob happily up and down in the water. The room hummed, waiting patiently, expectantly. It was up to the entities within, after all, to help or hinder their human guests. [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/GgWcZkI.jpeg[/img][/center] [h2][color=gray]B.?.108, The Polkadot Pool Room -> P.G.107[/color][/h2] [@Ocelot79] [hr] With the plastic bag and bracelet pocketed, Lucas found no resistance as he opened the door. What greeted him was a strange sight indeed. There was a beige carpeted floor that spread out down the hallway in front of him. The walls were painted like a fence, with a painted sky behind it. A few stickers of a dog and a fire hydrant decorated the walls. To his left, Lucas would find a steel door with an exit sign over it. Behind him remained the door he had entered through, an exit sign hanging above on this side as well. What was in front of him was the most interesting part, however. A steel double door, resistant to be opened by any traditional means. Pushing or pulling didn't make the door budge. Even throwing all of one's weight against it accomplished nothing. No, there was something very specific needed to open this door. Like a puzzle… On Lucas' right, he would find scribbled along the painted wall in black spray paint a coded message. [hider=What it Says] --- -. . / .-.. --- -. --. / -.- -. --- -.-. -.- --..-- / - .-- --- / ... .... --- .-. - / -.- -. --- -.-. -.- ... / --- .--. . -. / - .... . / -.. --- --- .-. .-.-.- [/hider] In this room as well, there were stuffed animals present…