you undo the padlock and duck inside before the others see you. descending down the stairs, you wonder if it's wise to do this on your own.

at the bottom resides the entity you've been searching for. stick looks up at you and sings an innocent hello.

you tell stick to cut the crap and square up. Fergie stands and laughs at you for thinking you'd stand a chance alone.

you throw a punch, which is blocked with a fleshy shield as a tentacle wraps around your throat.

you're thrown against a wall and the great and powerful Fergie looms over you like the Mary Sue he is.you spit insults and tell me to stop this. but i don't like meanies. so i'll spite you instead.

you can't convince me. here's some yellow Orbeez!!

it'd be rude to ditch your new frie— acquaintances like that, so off you go to help. you punch at the animated flesh bags, ignoring the smell and texture.

while hurling a kick, a zombie digs its teeth in your leg and yanks you to the ground. you free yourself with ease, but blood was drawn.
you might be infected.

you're pulled up by Eyes and brought to a nearby fort.
the person from earlier jumps and squeals when they see your wound— which isn't that bad, but the outcome will be.
there's only two ways to go about this.
believing you'll be fine isn't an option.

you propose an amputation, which Eyes agrees to. they feel along your leg to tell where to cut as Goof watches with interest and Jumpy looks away.

chop.

IT HURTS.
eyes bandages you.
fort disappesrs.
IT HURTS.
looj for mor ebandages.
IT HURTS IT HURTS.
yuor surrriou dde.
IT H—

your palm presses against Eyes' forehead, who's about to ask what you're doing before—

your new friend's hand falls with a thud. something feels different, but you don't know what.
the others ask what happened, and you respond with equal confusion as Hero's gurgles remind you to take care of them.

afterwards, you feel tired, so you suggest resting. Goof agrees, and Jumpy says they'll stay up.
you nod and pass out, too drowsy to even move the body parts beside you.

looks like plot armor wasn't on Hero's side. but maybe it'll be on this one's.

No-Eyes tries to move, but they can't. not anymore.

a familiar voice rings through their head. "Don't worry. Your autonomy will return.""Just finish what I started."