That one is good!

No just leave her behind, after maybe following Foa's suggestion.

>You're a brainbot, you instead sigh in disappointment wishing you'd never had that beer.

>"This one's kinda heavy." you thought.
>Once done you notice there are two exits in this hallway, one in each end.
>You beging to think, "Left or right?"

...
> Sloppy Makeouts.

Ohwait we got past that already. Uh.
> Left is right and right is wrong.

>You saw a fire exit and beside it is a floor plan.
>You are using the shortest route possible, but also the most dangerous.
>There is a label: Flesh-eating crabs..
>Of course this is for emergencies.

You are a robot, not made of flesh. No problems.
> Charge through the flesh crabs, shooting them with reckless abandon.

>You open the fire exit.
>You run down the stairs but as tempting as it is to shoot, you don't want to make noise.
>The crabs can't do anything about you.
>You also run like the wind in an attempt for freedom.
>According to the floor plan, you should be out in a minute.

>The feel of the bunker dissolves as it gets more cave-like.
>You trip on a crab.
>You notice a large hole on the ground covered with thin plywood.
>Near you is a half-open dropcrate.

>The crab goes splat....weakling.
>Contains:
--Spelunker Grappling Gun
--Spare Coalition Helmet
--Fire extinguisher
--Wooden Boomerang
>A large pitfall estimated you'd fall >1000ft or more and is instantly fatal.
>Out of fear you immediately put the plywood back on. Shame that it isn't nailed.

> Throw the rest, the crate, and a few crabs into the hole

Do the above two actions in reverse order for a safer landing.

>You begin your descent.
>Minutes later you reach the bottom dimly lighted by a small lamp.
>There is only one path, in curves to the right.