[And wrench that doorknob he will, until he manages to force it open into extremely welcome light and fresh(er) air and...a path full of monster, damn it. Are you fucking serious, nightmare place?]
[He stands there for a second himself, on account of the sheer size and unexpectedness of the thing in front of him. But it's not something friendly that he can just stand there gawking at, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that much, and he's sure as hell not retreating back into that room. So Envy takes the chance afforded by the monster's surprise to do the only thing he can think of: diving through the narrow space between the doorframe and one of those huge clubs. He rolls when he hits the floor and is back on his feet in a movement that would have been smoother if he wasn't still shaky from before. Weapon, weapon, shit he can't seem to make his arm transform like he wants it to and he needs something...aha!]
[Grabbing one of those lone IV poles, Envy is now armed and ready to defend himself against this thing he really doesn't like the look of (maybe it's that creepy lip-face). Once he's grabbed it, he hurriedly turns to swing it behind him in case the monster was faster than it looked.]
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[He stands there for a second himself, on account of the sheer size and unexpectedness of the thing in front of him. But it's not something friendly that he can just stand there gawking at, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that much, and he's sure as hell not retreating back into that room. So Envy takes the chance afforded by the monster's surprise to do the only thing he can think of: diving through the narrow space between the doorframe and one of those huge clubs. He rolls when he hits the floor and is back on his feet in a movement that would have been smoother if he wasn't still shaky from before. Weapon, weapon, shit he can't seem to make his arm transform like he wants it to and he needs something...aha!]
[Grabbing one of those lone IV poles, Envy is now armed and ready to defend himself against this thing he really doesn't like the look of (maybe it's that creepy lip-face). Once he's grabbed it, he hurriedly turns to swing it behind him in case the monster was faster than it looked.]