Go find her. Ambush.

You take the key, I mean how could you not, she is so hot, and she had you fuck her. She didn’t try to do anything bad or anything. She just wanted you, and not some sissy you or girl you, just you. “Wait I am girl me what does she want. Oh fuck I’m so stupid, this is obviously the next test, and her ass is probably the key.” You check the strap on you grabbed, stow your rifle, opting to keep out the pistol just in case, and head to room 15. A quick look around says you need to head up the stairs to the right of the bar. You catch a glimpse of the Baroness on stage and see she is quite seductively dancing with some big red feathers. Lots of silver coins litter the stage for her.

The stairs get rather dark rather fast. You make your way down the hall at the top and around a corner. As you do you guess it will be the first door after the next corner. Suddenly a door opens and a very strong hand yanks you inside. A burlap sack is yanked over your head, you instinctively go for your gun and fire off a shot before a hard blow to your head sends you reeling into a wall and you hit it hard. Then you hear a sort of hissing or lisping voice say, “Sleep.” Your lids feel heavy but you shake it off. You reach up and begin to rip off the sack a second bullet exits the barrel of your gun as you point it at the voice. The gun bucks in your hand and a sticky sounding thwap tells you the shot struck flesh. Sadly another powerful blow hammers into your face. Your nose breaks, tears well up in your eyes instantly and even though you get off the sack, sadly you are effectively blind. Your finger releases and jerks the trigger a third time as you see a hulking shadow all around you as strange words your mind says is an evil spell of summoning, but not a creature, inky black masses writhe and twist and pull at your body. The squeeze is like a horrible giant snake and it doesn’t let up till you fade into darkness.