Roll up carpet (pocket it if feeling badass enough) and open the trapdoor. Let's just hope it's more door and less trap.
I...guess I help Sean opening the trap door.
Sean Mirrsen rolls the table off of the carpet. Whoa, look at that! There's an Exact-O-Knife taped to the underside of the table! You take it.
Meanwhile, Mad Larks attempts to roll up the carpet. He's a little slow, and the Sean helps with the rest. Sean then cuts a small 3-inch square of the carpet to take, as well.
You both open the door...
I walk over to the gas soaked paper, and slowly slide it off, trying to not tear or abruptly move anything.
You remove a few more sheets of paper. Some of it does tear, but nothing bad happens.
I start crying, hoping to attract some sort of attention with my pitiful existence.
If nothing happens, attempt to fix wounds as best as possible.
You attempt to cry, but can't muster it. Probably because it's incredibly embarrassing. You also waste a lot of time trying to cry, and don't get to the wound healing.
I search the tool box set for anything useful.
There's not much else but some screwdrivers and wrenches.
Ah... no. If turn is not calculated yet...
I uncover the papered door
You remove some more paper from the door. You see that the door has a padlock on it.
Environment:Underneath the trapdoor under the table, there extends a ladder into what appears to be some form of a storage room. It's dark and unlighted right now.
Blah28722:
Slashed Right Eye (Bandaged)
Cut Face
Burned Right Hand (Bandaged)
Nose Bleeding
Pain
Devath:
Cut Right Leg
Katsuun:
Cold
Mad Larks:
Cut Knee (Bleeding)
Sean Mirrsen:
Pen
Exact-o-knife
Square of carpet
Katsuun:
Fire Extinguisher
Tool Set
Gas-Soaked Paper
Mad Larks:
Pack of Playing Cards
Mirror Shard
tehstefan:
Gas-Soaked Paper