What's up everybody? Former dungeon master and current Redfield Shortbush, Bobby Shortel here,

giving you a rare before the previously on disclaimer, which is that in the episode you're about to

listen to, we mess up a lot of rules. Some of them on purpose, some of them just because we all had a collective

brain fart. And I know there are some people who are going to be very, very bothered by that.

And most of the time I'm like, hey, we're just having fun. But some of these, we really just

messed it up. So I want to apologize in advance.

We have corrected those mistakes in future episodes, but this one, I don't know what to tell

you. We had some issues. So try to enjoy the theater of it and turn off your rules brains

for just a little bit. But enough of me giving excuses for our podcast.

Let's check in with it happened on the last adventure.

As Henley has spoken to you, all the people in the bar have disappeared.

Are we still in a windowless, doorless room?

Is it still exactly the same?

There are vents.

Julian.

Julian, shrink him. Shrink him quick. Hen. Henley? I'm going to grab Henley by the scruff of his little neck, and I'm just going to give him a little like poop and toss him up there into the vent. You see some light emanating from the left and it's blue, and you see some light emanating from the right, and it's red. Redfield will lead the way. I'm going to crawl into and look over into the red.

I'm going to look first to make sure there's nothing in there that's going to just kill us immediately.

It looks like the floor is a giant mirror.

Redfield jumps down onto the mirrored floor.

And the glass of the mirror breaks and he falls another eight feet.

And the screams of terror in his bruised, battered leg that he's fallen on, awake in a hydra.

Get down here!

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