THE DUNGEN
you swim down, and are sucked downwards into a sudden current of water. You emerge in a great room, having fallen into an airlock. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust to the darkness and art deco. You look around and realize that you're in an undersea city of incredible size. Out the window, you see the vast monoliths arising from even darker depths, lit with pinpricks of light and corporate logos.
You turn. You're in a comfy looking hall. Or rather, it was comfy. It clearly fell into ruin many years ago, if you had to guess you'd say new year's 1960. There is a great plaque above you, cast in bronze. A man with a cold, objective gaze looks down at you. between his outstretched hands lies a banner which reads, "welcome to bioshock."
YOU LOSE
You turn. You're in a comfy looking hall. Or rather, it was comfy. It clearly fell into ruin many years ago, if you had to guess you'd say new year's 1960. There is a great plaque above you, cast in bronze. A man with a cold, objective gaze looks down at you. between his outstretched hands lies a banner which reads, "welcome to bioshock."
YOU LOSE
