Requisites (corrected): I am still accepting volunteers AND WAITLISTERS!!!! I'll be updating this at least once every day unless I die. If all of you send me the actions earlier, you get it earlier. Do not send those to me within two days of my last post and you are out.This seemed like a good time to tell you that our fellow letters are prone to losing their minds before even having a chance of dying. Have fun.
The -------- of the Asylum - Bright Light
grabs the pistol and walks towards the bright light emanating from the spacious hall straight ahead of them. It looks as derelict as the room they were in, if not more, with spider webs here and there, even more dust on the floor and old, disfigured paintings making the unkempt walls even less pleasing to look at. Six large corridors, three left and three right, branch from the main hall, all of them ending in sets of stairs and almost identical, except for those which had metallic doors, which still shone dully.  A does not see anything worth taking note of, but they do hear a faint, distant sound of metal being shredded.B
approaches the fingerpaintings.  Those seem the usual kind of art, and as B gets closer, they realize those are norm~ actually, most of them look to have been painted not only with common paint. A fairly large amount of these look like a mix of usual colors and human fluids, and happy faces, yellow suns and verdant green grass are depicted along very graphical sketches of mutilated bodies, murder, rape, suicide...And something else...something that should NOT be there...B looks away and retches, trying not to vomit as a shiver runs down their spine, cold muscles spasming involuntarily.  They are able to control it for the moment,  and maybe because of a morbid curiosity or gut feeling, B manages to put the various painted canvas under their arm (not before covering them with a dirty cloth) and walk out of the room and into the corridor.C
tries to run.  The sudden dizziness strikes yet again and they fall to the ground, a striking nausea gripping their body, almost causing them to convulse amidst the cold sweat and trembling.  C shakes off some of the feeling and starts to shamble towards the door while checking their body. There is a small matchbox, containing twenty-three matchsticks, taped (with a four inches long, two inches wide piece of simple grey duct tape) to their side. D
takes the damaged switchblade and grips it.  Unfortunately, the switchblade seems to be in worse shape than expected. They doubt it can punch through a piece of wood without leaving the blade behind, but a bad weapon must be better than no weapon.  Aside from that, the switchblade seems normal and D walks through the door and into the light.E
examines their head.  As they touch it, It is obivious there is almost no hair, but there are very small bumps, as if needles were inserted into the sensitive skin. There is no sign of any gel, but E finds a piece of cloth glued to their head, in which it reads "MOVE" . Aside from that, they feel a light headache starting to attack their brain.F
greets the others, but they are too busy taking care their own problems and thoughts.  Upon thoroughly examination of the room, F confirms that the only way out of the room seems to be the door that just opened; above, the red "GO" is still bright and the time passage is being marked by the two smaller plaques. They try to remember any of the recent events.  The only thing that springs to their mind is a place which looks more like a hospital than this one, and someone in a black suit, talking about matters F is simply unable to recall. Upon closer examination of the map, it is drawn more in the likelihood of a blueprint than a map; there are also two large letters emblazoned on the top right corner of the blueprint (A-), but only the capital A is barely visible, while the other is almost totally erased. The floor depicted seems to be the first one, and judging from their position... There are around six corridors along the sides of the main hall (the "GO" hall), and all of the branching corridors lead to stairs...  F tries to listen to the background music. It seems to be some sort of eerie classical music, but they can not discern the musical instruments used...it seems...otherwordly. They take note there are no speakers nearby and as they try to focus a little more on it, a light headache strikes, disrupting their efforts.The white plaque with a bright red "GO" written over it is still lit. Two smaller plaques move showing the time left for (?); there are eighty-one minutes and some seconds left until then. The corridor beyond is also lit.
There is some soft song playing in the background. It sounds pleasant...1
drags its body (?) around the ceiling.  It stops and seems paralyzed for some time.2
slices (?) at the metal grating.  The thick metal grating suffers from yet another kind of attack, but it still holds.3
sleeps (?).  It will wake up.....