Your stomach rumbles and you feel something you've eaten hasn't agreed with you. You grasp your flat stomach and roll out of bed not bothering to get dressed. You barely make it to the toilet before a jet of your own waste leaves your body and you hear it hit the water.
Feeling vastly better you notice just how bad you've made the room smell. Feeling around the toilet for a lever you instead find a small button. Figuring it must must flush the toilet, you depress the button and nothing happens.
The bible you saw earlier wasn't just a bible. But rather an explanation of what this button did. It was an escape button, for those who found carp dark lust to much and would rather give up.
At a desk within the camp's office a small light blinks. An elderly female wolf at a video console flips a few switches and a live feed of you appears on the monitor. Sitting on the toilet trying to find the means to flush away the awful smell.
In your room you hear an intercom sound, then a voice. "That was fast, you just got here, but I'm sending someone up. they'll be there in a moment."
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