CYOA: Stars Beyond

You lift your dripping hand in the air, palm towards you, and just as you are about to put down four fingers, a searing pains goes down your hand into your arm. You grab your hand in pain, and your hands fold into a bird shadow puppet. You end up flipping him a literal bird.

For the first time, you hear Cryptic emit anything resembling a laugh.

"Shut up!" you yell. You gasp as you notice your hearing doesn't seem to function properly either.

"So... how was your... acid trip?"

"Shut up." you yell at him. "Shut up! Shut-up-shut-up-shut-upshutupshutupSHUT UP!"

Your brains feel like they're sloshing around in your head, and you feel like you might vomit, the walls spin around you and becoming swirling vortexes. You shake your head rapidly in an attempt to dispel the images.

When you come to, you're standing in a circular room, with a raised dais in the centre, and wire pathways with hand rails going to each door. There are several machines in the centre, one of which looks like a capsule-opener in a capsule machine, and you suspect the smooth metal ball plays some purpose in it.

What do you do?

Reality check! Use ball on helmet. If it goes "clink," then use ball on machine.

Shoot, I wish we could split in two. Crow, I'll leave this to you. What's more important? Twomato living or our sword. We know we aren't saving Ace for his personality.

Is it theoretically possible to make an unbeatable hero in FE: Heroes?

Haven't managed to get Takumi yet. Or Hector. Or many desirables.

Oh.

Well damn.

First, you scream for help, and then you rush over to Twomato. Grey blood pools on the floor from his wrists, and he is lying facedown, moaning and sobbing weakly. There is duct tape on the side of his face, he must have managed to get it off somehow, but you see something else that makes you stop and gasp in horror.

Two long grey ribbons beside him.

You have no way of telling whose they are in your current state, but there's no mistaking they are remnants of vitallises. You tentatively place Twomato's vitallis on his body, to see if it will have an effect. Nothing happens. You feebly try and console him.

"...Leave me...!" he manages to get out. "...Go after... them!"

You are hit in the side of the head with a projectile, and your vision blurs and distorts. You turn to the chest, sight breaking into patterns, and see something grey plunge into the chest. Standing over it, you can see a figure disappearing into the darkness. What do you do?

You sneak up behind the lid, and slam the chest shut, looking in vain for something to hold the lid down. The smooth, rounded surface makes it difficult for anything to be left on the lid, not that there seems to be anything to choose from.

After searching around tens of indeterminate machines, you finally find some sort of device with a microphone with a long cord. You push the cord through the keyhole and out the bottom of the lid, followed by looping it several times through loops on the side, and tie it off with a triple knot.

You then kneel down by Twomato, and apply pressure on the wounds. He's clearly in terrible pain. You can't think of any way that he could feasibly be healed, given the extent of his injuries, it would be difficult to get him to his vitallis, even if that's not one of the two lying beside him. You wonder idly if either is yours.

You could put him out of his misery, by taking the scalpel out of his wrist and slashing his throat, for example. Or you could stay here, and keep calling for help, hoping that someone somehow has a way to fix the problem.

What do you do?