Silvia looked over at the smiler at the other end of the room. A girls figure in a wine-coloured hoodie standing unmoving in the corner.
"Wendy, who is this?" Odebode asked, attempting to look calm while looking at Silvia.
Silvia held back the desire to throw up. Just as she thought the people running this game couldn't get any worse, they pull this. The smiler slowly approached Wendy, who didn't move. Odebode ran over to her, grabbing her and ducking away before the smiler got the chance. The smiler just glanced at him, it's body language looking more disappointed than anything else.
"Silvia! What's the status on the smilers?" He yelled as a comatose looking Wendy shocked him.
Silvia glanced out the door, and the smilers were replaced with a mass of black gunk that smelled like rotting flesh.
"We're…we're good." Silvia muttered.
