Chapter 200: [BT] A Labyrinth...
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Walking up to the door to the basement I reach out my hand and grasp the doorknob at which point I tense and hesitate to turn it worrying just what kind of monstrosities are awaiting me down there that this deluded crazy fool created in his fits of insanity and just what kind of wacky caricatures of Gwen are awaiting me down there but however try as I might I cannot wait any longer as each second is a a second that madman is on the loose and so I can no longer hold myself back no matter what I might expose my eyes to and so in one quick movement I twist the doorknob and thrust the door open allowing me to see down into the depths of the basement but all that avails is darkness even with my night vision, being cautious I begin my trip down the stairs going one step at a time in case there are any surprises waiting for me and I am making extensive use of my spider sense in case of any traps or booby traps and so I take every step as if it could be my last but with each step I take the danger I feel is lowered and by the time I reach the last step I am a lot less cautious than I was before and my mind is now straight as I realise the fact that while this man is most likely demented he is not yet the villain Jackal and so he must not think anyone is after him at the moment which means my insane trepidation is unneeded and so I step forth into the dark dank basement with more confidence and determination than before.
Taking my first step into the basement I look around the basement and I quickly realise just why I saw this basement as dark even with my night vision and that is because the black mould is covering a large amount of the grey basement walls and even quite a large amount surrounding the floor near the walls which is why I saw the darkness and all this black mould is here because this basement is very damp and dark allowing for all this black mould to fester and spread and it is so damp because this basement is not well cared for with cobwebs and dust surrounding the place and all of the pipes leaking minimally and while they are in working order and with only a bit of leakage that leakage has built up over time and has made the basement very damp and allowed the black mould to come in, stepping into the fray my eyesight is blocked by a large amount of things including pipes, black mould and a vast amount of cobwebs which are all blocking my way but I try to navigate these murky depths none the less and so I wade my way through the filth and obstacles constantly walking, weaving and dodging but no matter how far I walk or the turns and twists I make I can't find anything but more of the same and I keep getting turned around in this labyrinth of pipes before I finally can't take it anymore and jut start to move without thinking in the hopes of finding something relying on my spider sense to warn me of anything harmful and I run straight into a bunch of cobwebs with spider all over them with my face directly moving through the web as if I was walking through air except with the unfortunate circumstances of the web invading my mouth and a whole swarm of spiders colliding with my face.
I am man enough to admit that the collision was so sudden and unexpected especially with me thinking my spider sense would warn me of anything that I let out a scream of fright at the sudden attack on my face and ended up tripping on something on the ground and falling down and sliding on to the ground and across it due to the momentum at which I was running and I was suddenly sliding under a set of pipes that covered the entire length from ceiling to floor except for a slight gap at the bottom which I ended up sliding through to the other side but thankfully something appeared in front of me that stopped my momentum and brought me to a standstill after a collided with it and whatever it was it was quite heavy and cold, I pull myself off of the ground finding my feet and standing tall as I wipe the cobwebs from myself while spitting some of it out as well and shaking off the spiders from my face, my shoulders and my hair and after having made sure that there was not anything on me anymore I decide to finally take sight of my surroundings and so I look around and I find myself in a secluded area of the basement that is essentially walled off due to the walls surrounding it and the set of pipes blocking off the entrance leaving only a slight gap underneath which no one would think to go under and looking around I find the place noticeably more secluded then the rest of the basement and I find the back wall particularly clean to the rest of the place along with some sheets of metal lined up against the back of the room and yet the smell here seems to be even worse than the smell in the rest of the basement with it bordering on absolutely horrid and vomit worthy especially due to my enhanced senses but I manage to hold back my puke and then I finally notice just what is laying at my feet that I collided into earlier.
At the base of my feet is a large black garbage bag that seems to hold something quite big and chunky and remembering y collision with it earlier it was cold and chunky so I am confused as to just what it could be and when I pay it closer examination I realise that the disturbing smell is emanating from this black garbage bag and dreading what is inside it I look around to see if there is anything that can distract me from finding out just what is inside there and looking around I spot the set of pipes behind me and laying on the ground of the corner of the alcove between the brick wall and the set of pipes is some plastic sheets laying with just the edge sticking under the set of pipes and walking closer to it I crouch down and look at it and when I look under the pipes next to the set of plastic sheets I notice that the dust on the ground under this set of pipes has been wiped away and there is quite a clear square shape under the pipes which was obviously made by the plastic sheet being dragged under the pipes which was obviously done to give passage way for someone to shimmy under the pipes to this section of the basement without getting themselves absolutely filthy unlike me who is covered in filth due to my entrance but if someone is coming into here then they are coming for a reason to have such an entrance set up for them, realising that someone is coming into here with a purpose very regularly according to the dust missing under the pipes and looking around I can only spot one thing out of the ordinary apart from the black garbage bag and that is the sheets of metal stacked up against the length of the back wall which definitely look out of place especially due to the light layering of dust and their new appearance as opposed to the old and dusty surrounding and so I move towards it side stepping the glaring garbage bag in the middle of this alcove and reaching the metal sheets I move to the sheet in the middle that is overlapping the other sheets and I shift it to the side revealing a door behind it that looks quite brand new compared to the rest of the basement and when I take a closer look I realise that it is a brand new high tech door that seems to have been installed a lot more recently than any other additions made to the basements and when I glance to my left I notice a rotten half broken down door hidden beneath the metal sheets.
So I have undeniably found the lair of the madman and future villain known as the Jackal and currently known as Doctor Miles Warren since I've found his point of entry to this alcove as well as the recently installed door and so I can only assume that this is his base of operations and he must be coming down here quite frequently as well as coming here for quite a long time to have made so many adaptions and changes to suit his preferences and if he is coming here frequently and has been for a long time then I can also assume that he spends quite a long time down here before going back up for air and if I assume that then he must take care of all the things he needs to do down here which are his basic needs which means food, water and waste but if I assume that he has dried food in his lair and brings water with him then I highly doubt that there was a ready built toilet down here for him to use and while he could probably build one and connect it to the pipes down here I doubt he has the expertise as well as the time to learn and do so or maybe it is taking him time to smuggle all the tools and parts he needs down here without suspicion which would explain the cold, heavy, black garbage bag stuck out here which could just be filled with the professors waste at least until he has sorted out his toilet situation and he doesn't want it in his hideout with him where he spends most of his time, who am I kidding that is obviously not right and a person who took the time to bring all this sheet metal down here as well as the plastic sheets to secure a clean way in for himself as well as hide his hideout obviously wouldn't be so unhygienic to shit in a garbage bag and leave it out here and he even installed a brand new high tech door to his base so he can obviously build a toilet inside with ease and the only reason I was trying to convince myself otherwise is because I really did not want to find out what is in the black garbage bag though I already have some suspicion as to its contents.
Walking over to the conspicuous back garbage bag in the middle of the alcove I can't stop the growing dread but I push it down and ignore it in favour of doing what I have to do and confirm just how dangerous this man is and confirm my dedication to stopping him, crouching down I reach my hand down and grab the edges of the garbage bag and pull it down revealing underneath what I knew to be there all along. The face of a dead man lays before me, cold and lifeless...
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