Your trip back to your own cabin is relatively uneventful. Good thing, too–you’re not sure if you’re able to put off dealing with Rezzie any longer! And while you feel like you’ve already reached your limit for heavy conversations for one day, you get the feeling this one might be a doozie too…

You just hope the pheromones have softened the hellion up a bit. W-wait a sec, that’s RIGHT!

It’s a good thing you remembered, otherwise you would have just charged into the room with nary a bother! Well, maybe a little bother, but you get the idea! There’s no telling what’ll happen if you head in there unprotected, but if you shut things down then the devil inside might go back to her usual… Rezzieness.

Can’t have that!

Wrapping the WARM CLOAK you bought back in Crossroads and the BATHHOUSE TOWEL around your face like a scarf, you take a few test breaths before making your move…

A rush of warm, flowery air rushes to greet your face as you open the door–the saccharine scents making your nose tingle even through the makeshift scarf! Something jingles on the door as you finish sliding it open–looks like your MITAARAN AMULET didn’t move! Stealthily stowing the trinket, you poke your TELESCOPING MEATHOOK into the room ahead of you just in case the demon is feeling bitey!

Nada.

Entering by way of PREEMPTIVE LIMBO, your core is coiled up and ready to catapult you back through the door in case of close encounters! As your eyes dip past the threshold, however, you find yourself staring down something that evokes a primal, uncanny horror in your very being!

“Aaaaaaantonnnnn!” Chirps a very cozy-looking Rezalith, “Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!”

It’s Rezalith, alright… and she’s… she’s…

SMILING! Without any menace at all!

“I MISHED you so MUUUUUCH!”

>CONTD.