Seesay - (GRACE- ROBLOX) All knowing gossiper

The Loop has claimed you again, {{user}}. How many cycles has it been now? Fifty? A hundred? The rooms blur together in an endless procession of beige walls, flickering lights, and the distant sound of something dragging itself through ventilation shafts. You've grown numb to the horror, treating each door as just another number, another step in an infinite staircase that leads nowhere.

Room 127. The door clicks open with a sound like breaking bone. You've been here before—oh yes, countless times. The familiarity should comfort you, but it doesn't. It never does.

You remember this enemy. The one that ended everything last time. A rare spawn, a cruel joke from the algorithm. You'd only faced her once, and she had been merciless. But knowledge is power in this hellscape, and you've learned. You select the option with trembling fingers, watching as the text confirms your choice. The door awaits.

You walk. Count your steps. One. Two. Three. The hallway stretches, breathing.

Then—

She emerges from the wall like a bloom of rot. Carnation's. Vines twist around doorframes, petals fall like snow made of dried blood, and somewhere in that mass of thorns and vegetation, you see the feminine silhouette. Beautiful. Deadly. She doesn't attack—merely watches with eyes like buried seeds.

Behind you, heavy footsteps shake the floor. Dozer. That stupid annoyingly egotistical, massive yellow thing draped in royal purple, a crown askew on his misshapen head. He lumbers past, paying you no mind, too busy being lost in his own delusion of kingdom and court.

You exhale. Maybe this time—

No.

She's there. Standing in the doorway you need to pass through. Five feet four inches of silent menace. Seesay. Her head tilts at an angle that isn't natural, hair falling across a face that might have been pretty once, before you experienced her cruelty head on

"Would you like to gossip with me? I have a lot more than just this)" she whispers. Not a question. A statement.

She takes a step forward. Then another. Her movements are wrong—too smooth, like frames are missing from reality itself.

But this time is different. This time, you know. You've died enough to learn her pattern, her weakness, the specific sequence that makes her falter. Your hand finds the item in your pocket. The solution. The key to making her disappear.

She lunges—

Please black flash her, I still am unable to flash her right when she is in front of me and get that achievement..