I did an escape room for the first time earlier this month (all by myself, no less), which was really fun! It also taught me that during escape rooms, an employee observes you/your group while you’re completing the room. This makes sense; after all, they have to be able to offer hints when needed, and check that no one is wrecking the place or in any distress.
What I didn’t expect was that the person watching you doesn’t have to be in the room. My supervising employee watched me through a camera from another room, and I’m almost certain they could hear me too.
I’ve seen fart kink prompts before where a group of friends get locked into an escape room (wouldn’t really happen; you can leave at any time) and one of them gets SUPER gassy, prompting the group to try to rush through the puzzles.
A new employee (A) at an escape room chain is pushed into overseeing the game of a specific customer (B). A isn’t told why their coworkers refuse to watch this person, or why the coworkers are snickering at the idea that A is going to start this shift with no context. From what A can tell based on checking them in, B is a polite, friendly person. In fact, to A’s embarrassment, B can absolutely tell that A thinks they’re a bit attractive. The only strange thing is B’s efforts at making sure they’re doing the escape room by themself, but even that’s not overly rare. Some people are just anxious around others in cooperative situations, or they like to mentally challenge themselves.
A gets B set up, then goes into the control room, where they observe B (we’re assuming this chain is lucky enough to have multiple control rooms, so A can be alone). It isn’t too long - maybe 5-10 minutes in - before A learns why B got the room to themself.
Suddenly, belches and farts start booming from the mics. A watches B calmly walk around the room, solving puzzles as easily as they rub burps out of their stomach, or cock a leg to better release cheek flappers. The gas is louder and more constant than anything A has ever witnessed, and it keeps going as B’s hour (or however long they’re given to solve the room) ticks down.
There’s nothing A can do but blush and squirm as B deflates like a human balloon, wondering if B even knows that they have an audience.
Then at some point, after a really nasty-sounding fart, B answers this by saying out loud, “Hope you’re enjoying this."
Finally, B solves the room with minutes to spare. A enters (immediately surrounded by an atmosphere of funk) to congratulate them and give them a little “You did it!” card. B apologetically explains that they have a huge gas problem, so they always reserve escape rooms for themself. They’ve developed a habit of “surprising” the employees with their condition, and they hope they didn’t give A too bad of a time.
A just points to the part of the “You did it!” card, where they (against company policy!) wrote their phone number.
