Literally. It's Not A Dirty Euphanism.
Ok, you decide to take a quick look around. I mean, with Mick on guard, what could be wrong here?
You head on in, go over to the elevator, and descend to the interesting part down below the sea depths.
The place is different. The place is lit with soft blue light, interacting nicely with the surge of the water through the glass of the walls. Strange sea creatures float just outside.
"Welcome to Subsea Station One
," says a disembodied female voice.
The walls are wet. The air is cool and very humid. So much so that cold sweat forms on your foreheads. The walls aren't so much water wet as slimy wet. An odor of plant life fills your noses.
Ezekiel the demon is still down here. He looks at you for a second. You feel your brains being searched. He grins.
"Welcome back. Heh heh. Wondered when you guys would show up. The bosses have been pretty interested in, well, whatever you got." Toothy grin.
"Where's Thaka?" More brain reading. "Hmm, too bad. Well, you know what they say. 'Life's a bitch. Then one tries to kill you.' I think you're in for a big surprise." He shuts up and leans back against the wall, and bounces his ball a couple times.
Everyone roll a d20.
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