[Hershel follows, wondering what new horrors awaited them. The horror this time was a long bit of nothing upon entering before spouts of gas suddenly shot out of the doorframe, probably dosing them both.
Hershel tries covering his mouth, squeezing his eyes shut and coughing against his palm as the gas dies away. For a second he wonders if it was knockout gas, but then the walls start to close in before laughing and snapping back in place and oh wonderful-] W-Wirt, are you okay? [He asks between coughs, trying to ignore how rude the walls are being.
Enjoy a few minutes of hallucinations, boys, go nuts.]
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Hershel tries covering his mouth, squeezing his eyes shut and coughing against his palm as the gas dies away. For a second he wonders if it was knockout gas, but then the walls start to close in before laughing and snapping back in place and oh wonderful-] W-Wirt, are you okay? [He asks between coughs, trying to ignore how rude the walls are being.
Enjoy a few minutes of hallucinations, boys, go nuts.]