If there are monsters, Unloved realises, he needs a weapon. His mind instantly goes to the bow he found in his room, but he doesn’t remember finding any arrows.
He also remembers the red button he’d seen in his own room, and theorises to Protector that it might be a nurse call button or something along those lines, pointing out that they both have retrograde amnesia and his vague memories of doctors, suggesting they might be patients in a hospital.
Protector’s mouth twists. “This place isn’t like any hospital I’ve ever been to.” He pauses for a moment before waving his hand, saying, “I mean, sure, I can’t actually remember ever going to a hospital, but whatever. This place is weird.”
Unloved nods. “There’s definitely something strange going on here.”
“Either way,” he says, walking past Protector and towards the door, “I think I should head back to my room to grab the bow. Just in case.”
Protector’s voice stops him in his tracks. “You’re really going out there on your own? When I’ve fucking told you there are monsters walking around?”
“But you dealt with them, didn’t you?”
“There are probably more, idiot. We should be sticking together. Strength in numbers and all that.”
Unloved considers that for a moment, then asks, “Do you want to come with me, then?”
“What, escort you to get a bow that’ll be useless unless we somehow find arrows? No thanks. We should be prioritising finding other people and finding a way out of here.” Unloved catches a glimpse of him lifting his sword, and there's a note of confidence in his voice when he says, “I can deal with any monsters we find along the way.”
He still wants to get his bow, but agrees with Protector for the time being. It would be useless until they could find arrows, after all. Once they did so, he would bring it up again.
“Alright. Shall we head off, then?”
Protector’s silent for a moment. “What about you? Tall, dark, and silent?” he eventually asks, addressing the third person in the room. “Are you coming with us, or staying here?”
They don’t react. Unloved shrugs. “I think we should leave them be.”
“Suit yourself,” Protector mutters, before coming to stand by Unloved. “Let’s go, Love.”
Oh. Well, that isn’t what he’d been expecting to see.
There are three doors, their plaques reading “Ghost”, “Wildcard”, and “Father”. The hall stretches off to the left and the right, nothing else in sight. What should he do?
((please use the reference number 1.006 in your suggestion))
