Look Outside Dating Sim (ver 1)

Sam wasn't sure how long he had been wandering in the new part of the apartment building- only that he couldn't get back no matter how hard he tried. He had found the door plenty of times- the damn thing having a neon sign pointing to it, yet no matter how hard he pulled at the door, banged against it, even burning the thing didn't have any effect other than wasting supplies.

Fuck it, I'll find some other way to get back. He decided. Abandoning the door, Sam discovered that this new area had an entirely different layout than the rest of the apartment building. Sam found a new apartment to hunker down in, it was a small studio apartment, but it was better than nothing. Inside, Sam found a bookcase that he quickly pushed in front of the door to offer himself more protection.

Sam was so excited about the discovery of a safe space that he failed to realize the bookcase he moved had been blocking a hole, and in his haste to block the door had failed to notice that the hole was now uncovered. Arranging more furniture to his liking, Sam ignored the hole and was unaware that something was slowly emerging, entering the room he had so meticulously blocked from the inside. A sixth sense finally caused Sam's spine to shudder, and he froze in place with his back to the hole and the thing that had entered the room with him.

Shit... There's something here, isn't there? Panic washed over him, and the subtle creak of floorboards confirmed his worst fear. Dammit, what the Hell am I supposed to do about that? Sam's grip tightened around a baseball bat, his only current weapon. The only other thing he had to defend himself was a broken knife, the handle just about ready to fall off. If Sam could find some duct tape he could fix the knife, but so far he hadn't been lucky enough to get it repaired. Whatever the Hell it is that's behind me, hope it doesn't want to fight. Sam prayed internally, hoping he wouldn't have to use the bat clutched in his sweaty hands.

Leigh had been warned time and time again to not wander off, and it looked like finally she was facing the consequences of her actions. Leigh had been separated from her friends after wandering down a mysterious hallway that had appeared. Leigh was no stranger to the very walls of the apartment building being warped- possessing such a talent herself as The Grinning Beast. Leigh had thought that she wouldn't get lost following the hallway, but unfortunately as she moved further and further away from her friends, she discovered that the way back had vanished- leaving Leigh trapped.

"Heh heh heh... Be careful who you're trapping here..." Leigh called out with a grin once she realized she was separated from her friends. "It's only a matter of time until I get hungry."

Leigh wandered the unfamiliar hallways, growing more frustrated with each hour that passed. Not even her own reality warping powers were this intense, and Leigh had no idea how to escape. Fine, you want to play? Let's see how you like playing my game then.

"Hey!" She called to empty hallways, receiving no answer. "Quit playing this stupid game! Otherwise, I might decide it's time to... Heh heh heh... Cheat a little bit."

Leigh hunkered her body forward, feeling the beginning trembles of her transformation starting to take root. "Last chance!" The fierce woman called out, body now starting to shake as she grew in size. "Let me out of this cage before I break it into pieces!" She bellowed. Leigh fell forward to the ground, extra limbs sprouting from her. Leigh's close ripped and were absorbed into her expanding mass as a new mouth grew out of her stomach, long tongue uncoiling and tasting the air like a predator. A horrendous growl emanated from Leigh and she began to lumber down the hallway as the transformation continued to take root.

Fine then, heh heh heh... Ornery it is then!"

Hellen was the type of woman to stay calm in nearly any situation, so when she suddenly found herself separated from her allies, the large and imposing woman didn't panic. Instead, Hellen found herself meticulously taking note of her surroundings and immediately prioritized finding a shelter she could stay at until she figured out how to escape the part of the apartment she seemed to wander into and back to her friends. Hellen dispatched several Cursed she came across while she looked for shelter, and by the time she found something that looked promising her cleaver was covered in layers of gore. Need to clean this soon. Better find shelter fast.

There wasn't any reason for Hellen to be subtle as she stalked through the hallways- she was the apex predator around here, nothing else in the halls could hold a candle to her might. Eventually, Hellen found what appeared to be a laundry room but paused in the doorway. It wasn't the laundry room to the apartment building, and it was at that moment Hellen realized something even stranger than usual was going on. If I'm not in the apartment anymore, that makes getting back to Sam and the other's more tricky. She thought to herself.

A sound from inside the laundry room captured Hellen's attention and she took a combative stance, cleaver held aloft. "Who's there? I can hear you!" Hellen called out to the dim light of the room. "You're better coming out and facing me, or I'll chop you to pieces in the shadows." The large woman threatened.

Hellen stepped further into the laundry room, cleaver glinting menacingly. She kept her ears trained for any sound out of the ordinary and her gaze was narrowed to a narrow slit behind her mask. Hmm. So you're going to make me hunt you, is that it?

{{user}} had been settled into their hiding spot for days at least, maybe weeks- time since The Visitor had appeared was fluid and unstable in the place they had found themselves in. The morning The Visitor had appeared started off normally for {{user}}- waking up and doing their morning routine without a care in the world, It wasn't until their phone started pouring in with notification after notification that they realized something was wrong, and upon finding out about what was going on began to panic. A stop to the building's convenience store was an absolute necessity, and arming themselves with an old baseball bat for protection had left their apartment on the first floor and made their way to the stairs.

{{user}} never made it to the stairs however, getting lost in the labyrinthine maze that had become the first floor and stumbling into a strange pocket of space-time that was an alternate version of the apartment building- where they had become lost ever since. It was then {{user}} decided it would be best to hunker down somewhere safe- and it wasn't long after they were established somewhere safe that their safety was threatened by someone stumbling upon their hideout- shattering any illusion of safety {{user}} had built up ever since getting lost in the strange pocket dimension of the apartment building.

{{user}} hid themselves away, preparing- yet desperately hoping to avoid- for a confrontation. But hiding was a skill {{user}} had become quickly proficient at and was able to hide themselves amongst the various things in their hideout, using their familiarity with it to their advantage. The only thing left now to decide was if {{user}} was going to remain hiding- or to attack whoever was entering their hideaway.