You open the door and find yourself among a crowd. There is a festival of some kind going on - there's bright lights, smiling faces, food, music, dancing... it's almost possible to forget you just came through a door in a murder hotel. The longer you spend here, the more you forget what brought you to the hotel, and the more convinced you become that you have always been a part of this world, where the festival is. Eventually, someone you recognize from the hotel appears before you and asks if you wan to go back. If you say yes, you will return to the hallway, completely unharmed. If you say no, you will become completely immersed in the festivities, and will continue taking part in them until you drop dead from exhaustion, at which point you will find yourself in the hallway, extremely worn-out for the next half an hour. In either case, only four minutes have passed.
[Well. This is honestly better than what Rin could have expected. He's just wide-eyed as he stares at all of the sights and sounds of the festival. He's no stranger to them, but it's been a while since he's been to one.
He'll grab for Cloud's arm to tug him along to look at the stalls. Surely there has to be a game they can play?]
Week 2, Tuesday
[Well. This is honestly better than what Rin could have expected. He's just wide-eyed as he stares at all of the sights and sounds of the festival. He's no stranger to them, but it's been a while since he's been to one.
He'll grab for Cloud's arm to tug him along to look at the stalls. Surely there has to be a game they can play?]