Dance on the dance floor.
[6->6] You go out onto the dance floor, emitting an aura that makes people quickly clear a space for you.
As the music plays and the dance floor lights up You dance, and let the rythm consume you.
"Hey"You twirl around, enjoying all the lights flashing in front of you and feeling the beat in your stomach. Every muscle is-
"HEY"You stop, and notice there's a pinguin standing in front of you.
"Great, you finally noticed me. Ahem. Congratulations! Your exceptional dancing has summoned me to you. You are now an mmm. Or Magical Music Maiden. Take this here bracelet, it will let you transform into your magical maiden form. Try and get comfy with it fast, you'll need it."He throws a bracelet your way. It's made out of pink coral like fragments.
Bob: "So... U expect me to become crab helper 
... nevermind i want to get out anyways so ill help you 
" Bob carefully places his rifle, getting shure it wont get wet or fell down, then starts digging.
You try to get the stones out of the way, but they're stuck pretty bad. You try and wrench out a large one with your bayonet, but it's just no use. You wonder to yourself what would be more practical in this situation. Probably a pickaxe or something.
You notice a warm feeling near your hand. you look down and see the rifle glowing green, like the cube from before. It explodes in a green flames. The flames are bright, but don't hurt you and they aren't even that hot. You look at your hand and see a gunmetal grey ring on your finger, it bears the inscription of a cube. The ring glows green and a transparent green pickaxe materializes in the air before you. As you grab it, it becomes solid. With your new pickaxe you go to work and make short work of the rocks around the entrance. You pick up the large rock and carry it to the side, and the little crabs grab tiny pebbles in their claws and also carry them to the side. You open up the way and go outside.
You're standing near at the edge of a beach. The crab, with the four little crabs on his back, scuttles past you and goes to a very large rock just behind the water line. He gets on it, and the wave their little claws at you. You're about to turn around when you see the rock lift out of the water. The water moves us up and from below the waterlines comes a huge crab, easily two stories tall. The large rock from before was actually just one of its claws. It puts the small crabs on its back and begins slowly walking deeper into the sea. The pickaxe dissapears again, but the ring is still on your finger.
You manage to find a road not long after, and soon enough you find yourself back in megacity 15. You take the bus back to your appartement.
"SOUNDS LIKE USEFUL STUFF, HOW MUCH LONGER BEFORE WE ARRIVE?"
When we land, enter with the others
"Looks like we've about arrived, I'll introduce you to the two gentlemen I talked about. First let's talk to the good Doctor about the serum, yes?"You step outside of the helicopter onto the landing pad. The facility is made out of grey concrete, and is partially inside of a mountain near the coast. You get led inside and the woman takes you straight to the science complex. You head up to the medical wing a nd are greeted by the man called Doctor Igor. He's a strange chap, with stitches all over him. His two eyes are different colours, he seems to have two different ears as well and his nose is acompletely different colour from the rest of hsi face. Most strikingly, he has four arms. His labcoat flutters as he turns toward you the moment you enter.
"Ah, if it ishnt our eshteemed new hero. Tell me, what can i do for you?"Start sneaking up to the second floor.
You and the guy with the bat head on to sneak up to the second floor, while the girl elects to stay in the classroom. You go up the stairs, [5] and manage to remain completely undetected. You peek through the tiny mirror in the door of the classroom where you can hear the gunshots come from. There are two people here. One is manning the machine gun that's firing outside, while the other helps feed the bullet belt into the gun.
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