"Why's the alarm going off!?" Tarran asks.

I wonder this myself.

Pi-po-! Pi-po-! Pi-po-! Pi-po-! Pi-po-! Pi-po-! Pi-po-! Pi-po-!

In that instant, the ground begins to shake. Tarran and I hold onto each other for balance.

"What's happening!?" he asks.

I try to calm down and focus on my surroundings. Something...is approaching. Something...

!!

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"GET DOWN!!" I yell, pushing Tarran away...

Barely giving us time to dodge a stalagmite of igneous rock.

I hear more rubbling below.

"Tarran, run!"

Tarran immediately runs away at electric tone speed. As for me, I am left behind to backflip and somersault around rising stalagmites. After the sixth one, the rumbling stops...

And is followed by a stampede of footsteps.

I run over to the stairs where Tarran is.

"Let's go!" I yell, preparing to descend.

But Tarran puts his right hand on my chest, stopping me. Curious, I lean over the edge of the stairs and see why.

A stampede of people coming of the stairs. People with bloodlust in their eyes. People armed with almost every type of weapon. I don't recognize most of them, but those I do recognize help me determine who they are.

They are yakuza members. And too many to fight!

"Split up!" Tarran yells.

I agree with his plan and run down the hall behind me, while he takes the one originally on my left.

(Soul Conversion 5...BEAT!)

(I wish this wasn't the case, but I can't fight them!) I think. (I've donated too much blood, and I don't have a sword!)

All I can do is run. After every turn I make, more and more yakuza members flood into the hospital. The sound of breaking glass. Running up stairs. Doors slamming.

(How many of them are there!?)

Eventually, I get cornered between two groups of these people. I believe some yell something about me, but all the sounds going on drown out their voices.

They leave me no choice. I'll just have to plow through them!