Four Painful Years

...Did you manage to kill him though?
What if he's still alive? What if he escaped?

That's a very good point... It might be time to pack up and move again, just for safety's sake. Forget needing a reason. He could just drop in while you're asleep and finish you off out of spite at this point.

For some reason, the thought of your neighbor surviving makes a part of you feel bizarrely relieved. It's a small part of you, and it's a part of you you hate, but it's there. Sure, in the moment it was either you, him, or one of your friends, but... What if there was another way?

Ultimately, you just hope he leaves you alone.

>Look and see if any of your coworkers are with you.

>Try to pick up the phone and talk with your friends.

Luca's jacket is slung over the back of a chair. Other than that, there's no sign of them.

Hold on... Luca? Nah. She probably just left it here when she was with the others. There's no way she'd drop by on her own... Speaking of the others, you should give them a call.



MAXWELL'S VOICEMAIL: "You've reached the voicemail of Maxwell Pagonis. Sorry I couldn't get to the phone in time, but if you leave your name and number, I'll get back to you as soon as possible, thanks. PS, Julie, if it's you calling, get better soon! Hearts!"
*BEEP*

You can't help but smile. He's such a sweetheart.

TRENT'S VOICEMAIL: "I'm glad you called, but I'm not home, but I'll be back before too long! You gotta speak your style, and your number too, and this is all you got to do! Wait for the beep! You gotta leave your name, gotta leave your number! Wait for the beep! You better leave it at the beep!"
*BEEP*

You still can't decide if it's too corny for words or the most amazing thing you've ever heard.

MUSTAFA'S VOICEMAIL: "*eight seconds of wind blowing into the receiver* I am Mustafa... Johnson. Please leave a message. *three seconds of more wind* Thank you."
*BEEP*

Yeesh. Sounds like you'll need to teach Moose how to record a proper message.

... Sigh. You guess you'll phone Luca. Much to your surprise, Luca's phone goes off in her jacket pocket. There's no way she'd leave that at the hospital. She must still be around... for some reason.

LUCA'S VOICEMAIL: "Hey, it's Luqashai. You know what to do."
*BEEP*

Man, even her voicemail gets all assertive on you... Wait, her name is Luqashai???

Oh well, you tried. You kill some time reading through the well-wishing texts everyone sent you. Well, everyone but "Luqashai". All she sent was a generic thumbs-up emote. Better than nothing, you guess.

That sensation you're feeling? That's what being a winner feels like.

Now, call for a nurse so you can demand they give you some victory pudding. You are probably not going to eat said pudding, but you deserve something for being a bad ass besides your broken ribs.

... Yeah. Yeah!

YEAH!

You punch the nurse call button on your bed remote. A hot guy nurse responds to your request, and a little while later you receive a wiggly flan. You devour the wiggly flan. It tastes like success.

Your vitals soar. You are such a badass.


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Achievement Unlocked: "Pudding" - Pudding happened. (5In)