Hard Truths

You all sit there, completely taken off guard. You had prepared yourself for dodging, but as you stood up, you realize you hadn't prepared yourself for the app interfering. You thought the app didn't care if you got beaten up. Or was it the weapon? Did it not want her to stop people from drinking her milk?

The shock is broken by Olivia. "Where is she?" She almost whimpers out. Rebecca is next. "I mean, maybe she's, maybe the app took her?" It is phrased like a question, but it is something that each of you know. If it wasn't the app, what happened? It's not like any other explanation made sense.

"She has to be... down there." You answer firmly, as the others look at you. They nod. So far it had teleported everybody into the black room, never anywhere else. "And if she isn't, well we'll just have to search for her."

So it is that you all stand, all go to the door, all descend down the black spiral. But you don't go into the black room. Where the entrance tends to be, there is only a black sheet of glass. Although it is not all black. Like a large screen, bright words are emblazoned across it's surface along with an image beneath.

Training in Progress...

Beneath it is the symbol for Erica. It seems to rotate through a few images, forming a basic animation. First is the default face with a smile, then a sad face, then one with its mouth open in a shocked look.

Olivia slams against the black glass, shouting, "Erica, Erica, are you in there?! We'll get you out." She slams it with her fist, then with her body, only to fall to her knees. "Erica!"

The three of you stand there, looking at the girl, looking at the door. Feeling powerless. But there is also an aspect of... coldness. She could have seen this coming, Yeah, the app was probably doing terrible things to her, but she had provoked it knowingly. This wasn't some unforeseen tragedy, but one that she had invited, even if it was probably far too harsh. So as Olivia sits there, crying in the stairwell, the three of you move back to the living room.

"Any other news there, chief?" Sephora looks at you, her voice her normal mocking playfulness, her face reflecting the harsh situation that her life has now become. "No, that's all that I had to say. Try to find the flowers."

She nods, walking away. Rebecca also begins to walk away, but you stop her. Your hand reached out, grabbing hers. She looks at you, blushing. You whisper to her so that Sephora can't hear her. "Can we talk?" She looks at you, but quickly nods. You let go of her hand, walking back into your room. You step aside, letting her enter, before going back to the door, locking it.

You walk up to her, whispering. "I saw the bottle in the bathroom trash can. Did you...?"

She looks down, her hand on her arm, a mark of fear, hesitancy. You might've felt guilty and immediately stopped before. But this world had changed you. You had to have this answer.

"I... Yes. I didn't know what it was, I saw it on the counter. I put away your vodka and I thought it was normal milk. I was tired from working out, and I... I was distracted." Her body language shows no deception, and you can fill in the blanks. She was horny. She had almost started masturbating before she ever entered the shower after all.

"I... Do you really think that there is something up with these flowers? I've been feeling weird since last night." You look at her, legitimately surprised. The flowers had only shown up this morning, now it was almost evening. But she had felt weird before then?

"It's weird. I've been trying to drink my normal water, trying to stay hydrated like I always have. But the water, it hasn't felt... like it quenches my thirst. I drink and I drink, but I can't, it feels like something is missing, that I'm still thirsty."

"But when I drank that milk, it felt like it was filling a need. I... why would I be like that? Am I some weird pervert?" She rushes into your arms, and you rub along her back. Your words attempt to soothe her.

"No, no. And even if it is something substantial, and something real, well, I'm pretty sure that it's just something that the app did. You're definitely not at fault here. I won't tell anybody about the milk, but I think I need to ask, when did it start?"

She looks at you, relieved, as she leaves your embrace, sitting on the bed. "Well, it was some time yesterday. I was sitting on my bed all day, I had a small lunch. It was stuff from the last grocery run, so it probably wasn't any of that. I sort of zoned out until dinner though. It had started by then."

You look at her, trying to figure out what happened. "So you didn't take anything? Any ****, any type of weird plant stuff or some odd thing that appeared in your room or something?" Rebecca didn't seem to strike you as someone who did ****, but maybe she had a stash and this harsh new life had caused her to do something...

She looks at you, a bit embarrassed. "I sort of might've done something. Promise you won't get mad?" She doesn't continue until you nod. Even then, she takes in a sighing breath.

"So two nights ago, Sephora, she told me about you and Olivia. I MEAN, well apparently you were on the couch with her and you had given her a candy. But Sephora was sort of skeeved out, because Olivia was acting like that candy was euphoria incarnate. So I sort of brought up the fact that you had shown me that allergy medicine earlier. I mean, cough syrup has a euphoric feeling associated with taking too much of it. You didn't know what was in it, you just got it as a gift right? So maybe it has a mild narcotic effect. Now, I couldn't figure out why, maybe she asked for an allergy pill but you had covered for her with Sephora? But whatever, I just thought you'd given her one of those things from before."

With a growing horror in your chest, you hear her continue. "Well, after the whole waking up to this crazy world, you put me in your room and told me to rest. I was sitting, here, laying down, just like you told me. When I thought, hey wouldn't it be better if I could actually sleep? So I reached down to that drawer that I saw you hide the medicine in. And I... I sort of took one? I sucked on it and it felt amazing. You still weren't back yet, so I took the other two in my pocket. Then I left your room after you guys discussed what you found. It was heavy, and I sort of... I sort of felt overwhelmed. Over the course of yesterday, I took both of the other ones."

"Do you think I overdosed? Do you think that this might be some type of side effect? Maybe I have an addiction now, and the scratchy throat is my body demanding some more of it, oh god, there's no way to get any more of it, you didn't even really know what it was, I'm so stupid, stupid, stup..."

She goes on and on, but your blood has filled your ears. You only hear your own heartbeat, as you try to come to terms with what you just heard. As the words that first crossed the screen burn in your mind.

Cum Candies- A delicious smelling and tasting candy that upon sucking will slowly turn to the taste of cum in the victim's mouth. Continued use might lead to a desire to taste things like it. Single use, 5 per package. -1 point

You'd given one to Olivia while you watched, gave another to her and either Erica or her had taken it. And the other three had been swallowed by Rebecca. And it seemed to have an effect. You had thought the app was just being coy in it's description. But apparently other bodily fluids could cure the desire.

Breast milk had.