Jeff let out a laugh.
"Not it? Surely we can think of something better than that. Shaun drank the potion, I got mauled by a monster, what about you guys?"
"Drinking it...hmmm. We can't test that on a corpse..."
Jeff turns towards the door.
"Maye this is a "curiosity killed the cat" type of thing, and we should just keep moving?"
Jeff was glad to see that more people had joined him. In the strange way these things happen he'd come to regard Bigglesworth as more of an danger than the dungeon, and he hoped that every person deserting Bigglesworth was a little stab in the heart.
For a moment, Jeff almost considered calling back the others, but his more selfish judgement prevailed. Feeling much more secure, he stopped to give the vials a look. [Search around]
He turned and gave a smile to Shaun.
"Glad to see somebody's got some sense. Come look at this stuff."
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Jeff felt his cheeks turn bright red, after listening to what Bigglesworth had said, he stomped away from the body pile.
"I'm not going to act like some grateful child, I'm saving myself, you do whatever you want."
He opened the "Slow Death" door and walked out.
Jeff shufled his feet sheepishly for a moment, then wandered over to the body pile, bending over to pick one up.
"Wait, no, what am I doing?"
He stepped back.
"This is your idea, you do it."
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