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Becoming the Strongest as a Game Dev Ch 13
🕑 Added 2024-11-21 09:28:10 +0000 UTCRuby hurried past the medical facility, her heart pounding. She had just helped the trapped doctors, but now her thoughts turned to Gordon. She had to keep moving, had to save him.
Ruby stepped into the elevator, the metal doors sliding shut behind her. As the lift began to ascend, a familiar cackle crackled through the speakers. Ruby's grip tightened on the railing as Joker's face appeared on the monitor.
"Too easy!" Joker sneered, his painted grin stretching wide. "Think about it. I've got you trapped in a little metal box. Hanging precariously over a deadly drop." He chuckled, the sound grating on Ruby's nerves. "What say I just blow the emergency brakes and drop you like a sack of puppies? Say goodnight, Bats."
Ruby's heart leapt into her throat, visions of the elevator plummeting flashing through her mind. But then Joker's laughter rang out again. "Only kidding!" he declared, his eyes glinting with manic glee.
Ruby exhaled shakily, the tension in her shoulders refusing to ease. She knew better than to trust Joker's word. As long as she was in his domain, she was never safe.
Ruby's eyes widened as Joker's voice crackled through the speakers again. "Got a few more surprises in store for you. Prepare to face your fears. All of them!"
Ruby gripped the railing, bracing herself as a hissing sound filled the elevator. Thick, noxious gas poured in from the vents, stinging her eyes and throat. She coughed, her vision blurring as the fumes invaded her senses. Through the fog, she heard Joker's laughter, the manic cackle grating on her nerves.
"What are you doing?" Ruby choked out, her voice ragged. She fought to stay upright, to keep her wits about her as the gas worked its way into her system.
Joker's voice dripped with malicious glee. "Just a little something to help you confront your deepest, darkest fears. Let's see what haunts you, Bats!"
Ruby's heart raced, dread coiling in the pit of her stomach. She knew Joker's "surprises" were never good news. As the gas continued to swirl around her, Ruby braced herself, steeling her mind against whatever horrors the Clown Prince of Crime had in store.
Ruby's chat exploded with concerned messages as the noxious gas filled the elevator.
[LuckyGamer1337]: "Scarlet, are you okay?! Get out of there!"
[GamerGirl42]: "That gas is not good! Hang in there, Scarlet!"
Ruby coughed, her eyes watering from the stinging fumes. "I'm...I'm fine, guys," she rasped, her voice strained. "Just a little gas. Nothing I can't handle."
The elevator doors finally opened, and Ruby stumbled out, her senses still reeling. She steadied herself, blinking rapidly to clear her vision.
Before her, Ruby saw a sealed room, its occupants writhing in agony. Their screams echoed through the asylum, sending a shiver down her spine. Ruby could only imagine the horrors they were experiencing under the influence of the Fear Toxin.
Ruby's vision blurred as a shadow darted past her in the room. She blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of what she was seeing, but the noxious gas continued to cloud her senses.
"Oh. It looks like the good Doctor has started early," Joker's voice crackled through the speakers, his manic laughter sending a shiver down Ruby's spine. "Your appointment isn't for hours. I'm sure you'll be buzzed through when he's ready."
Ruby steadied herself, gripping the wall as she fought against the dizziness. "What are you playing at, Joker?" she rasped, her voice strained.
"Tell me, Bats. What are you really scared of?" Joker taunted. "Failing to save this cesspool of a city? Not finding the Commissioner in time?" His laughter echoed through the halls. "Me in a thong? HAHAHAHA!"
Ruby cringed at the image, her already pounding head threatening to split. She knew she couldn't let Joker's twisted games get to her, not when so much was at stake. She had to push forward, to find Commissioner Gordon and stop the Joker's plans.
Steeling her resolve, Ruby stepped forward, her footsteps unsteady as the Fear Toxin continued to take its toll. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not when Joker was lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike.
Ruby pushed forward, her senses still reeling from the Fear Toxin's effects. She had to keep going, had to find Commissioner Gordon before it was too late.
As she rounded the corner, Ruby's eyes widened in horror. There, being dragged away by a group of Joker's goons, was Gordon himself. "Please, help me, Batman. Nooo..." he cried out, his voice filled with desperation.
Without hesitation, Ruby gave chase, her body fueled by adrenaline. But as she turned the next corner, the sight before her made her heart sink. There, slumped against the wall, was Gordon's lifeless body.
"No..." Ruby whispered, her voice trembling. She rushed to his side, checking for any signs of life, but it was too late. The Commissioner was gone.
Ruby's chat erupted with messages of grief and shock, mirroring her own anguish. The hallucinations in her mind grew stronger, the distorted images of Gordon's fate tormenting her.
Ruby's heart sank as she knelt beside Gordon's lifeless body. "I'm so sorry," she whispered, gently closing the Commissioner's eyes. She couldn't bear to see the pain and desperation etched on his face. This was her fault - if only she had been faster, smarter, stronger. Ruby swallowed the lump in her throat, forcing back the tears that threatened to fall.
With a deep breath, she stood and turned towards the door. She had to keep moving, to find the Joker and put an end to his twisted games. As she pushed the door open, the voices she had heard in the distance grew stronger, like whispers seeping into her mind.
Ruby stepped into the morgue, the air thick with the scent of death. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as the voices continued to murmur, indistinct and unsettling. She scanned the room, her eyes adjusting to the dim lighting. Rows of bodies lay on the cold, metal tables, their lifeless forms a haunting sight.
Ruby shuddered, the weight of Gordon's death heavy on her heart. She couldn't afford to be distracted, not now. Steeling her resolve, she moved forward, her senses on high alert as the whispers grew louder, like a chorus of the dead calling out to her.
