Part 2: Day 1.5: Actors Are Apparently Very Well Armed
Day 1.5: Actors Are Apparently Very Well Armed
Welcome back. When we last left our heroine...

She was hunting down an opera singer who burned everyone but Aya with her thoughts and fled backstage.

Eve went down the hole. Not pictured: The medicine I took out of that open chest to the right.

Like a good cop, let's go meet with the backup squad. That is, if they aren't on fire already.

"Hey, what's up?"
"Oh, nothing much. Just laying here, being dead."
"Cool. Well, see ya later"



"Put your guns away, boys. She's white."


Who cares about all those burn victims. I'mma be on teevee!





At least this guy is good for something. Now with some more ammo and less hope about making it out of this place alive, let's go back to the hole.


Upon somehow landing on her feet in heels, Aya spots a creepy, yet familiar little girl waiting for her.


The girl giggles a little. Probably thinking about Children of the Corn, or something.

And then she vanishes through the wall. It's bad enough that we have pyrokinetic actresses, do we really need ghosts too?

Aya recognizes the ghost. Good for her.

Moving on, we reach the dressing rooms. Half the doors are locked.

A little down the hall, we meet a cute little rat.


Aww! The rat has a tummy ache.

Wait...
Oh god

Oh god!

OH GOD!

And it's not just that rat! From now on, walking through a set area will trigger a battle against some mutated animals. It looks random at first, but you can sort of pinpoint where to walk over to get into a fight. It's kinda like Chrono Trigger in that respect.

Aya goes into the main dressing room. No survivors, but I bet there's some neat stuff in those lockers!

Whoops, spoke too soon. I guess that charred hunk of hamburger took offense to my stealing her ammo clip and generic medicine bottle.

Actress: M... Melissa... She's a... monster...
Aya: Don't try to talk now. Melissa?... Melissa... You mean the main actress!
Actress: She probably got to Suzanne... too. You'll have to stop... her...
Aya: No...! Please! Wake up! Hang in there...!
Actress: ......
The actress died as she lived. In horrible agony, with all her flesh burnt off. Aya moves on to another room.

Someone didn't burn to death! And it's a clown!



If it's one thing I can't stand, it's a snooty clown. I should have shot him when I had the chance.

Why is there even a clown in this opera?

Does he start juggling while the lead actress gets burnt at the stake, or something?

Maybe he's not even a real actor. Maybe a janitor snuck in and wanted to look pretty.

Charles L. Bingo, the Stuck-Up Clown runs for his precious life. About a second after he leaves, Aya hears a very shrill scream.

But who cares about that? We have looting to do!

Oops. My bad. Sorry about that.


In the last unlocked room, Aya decides to knock over a corpse.

Oh hey, a phone! Phones are save points in PE. No ink ribbons required

Loot, loot, loot. I think most of the cast had a drug problem.

There was a parrot hiding in the coat rack. I don't know why, either.

The tossed corpse's last words, I suppose.

Aya isn't above stealing from a dead body.

I bet this can be used to unlock some doors!

Scraping the melted flesh off the key, Aya uses it to open the star's dressing room.

November 3 /Mon/
The Christmas show is set. This has been my dream! The main actress has a solo concert at the theater in Central Park. I took all that medication to get here. I HAVE to get the lead part! I'll even sell my soul to the devil if I have to.
November 17 /Mon/
The cast was announced and Suzanne and I are double cast. I want to play the part alone, but everyone knows she's good...
November 21 /Fri/
I think I'm overdoing it. My body is getting hotter than ever for some reason. I'd better take more medicine.
December 6 /Sat/
I collapsed today. I lost consciousness after my body got hot. I don't care if I die. I just want to get through this show.
December 10 /Wed/
I passed out again... They told me to go to the doctor and get some rest. If this continues, Suzanne will definitely take my part. I need to get better. I'd better take a lot of medication tonight.
December 11 /Th/
Suzanne was burned in an apartment fire. Is it because I wanted the part so bad? God, forgive me...
December 17 /Wed/
It looks like I'll be the lead. I'd better take more medication and work it.
December 23 /Tu/
Opening night. Everything went smoothly. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. We should have the biggest crowd of the season. And... I have the solo concert the next day at the park. But I'm not feeling well. I'd better shape up if I want to get through this. I'd better take more medication.

Her and every other actor here.

Another key! Use this to open doors the burnt flesh key can not!

But there's one more stop before hitting the rehearsal room.

This is the prop storage room, I guess. Inside this cabinet is...

Another rat!

Carnegie Hall is fucking infested.

The cabinet also has a new gun, which I neglected to take a screenshot of. Just trust me. It's there. There is also a neat hidden crawlspace.

Which has some armor! A Normal Protector. I am now Normal Protected.

Last door in the hall.

Eve decided to enjoy a quiet evening playing the piano after a good day's massacre.



I don't think anyone can come up with a snappy retort to a line like that.
Eve decides to smash the piano and grow a... a something where her legs used to be.

Tori Amos let herself go.


Yep. Mitochondria. Open up your seventh grade science textbooks and see just what's looking for a revolution in your body. Somehow.

Aya vs. Eve, round 2. This is pretty much exactly like the first fight, except Eve moves around a little.

She also shoots TWO beams at once, instead of her wimpy old single beam attack.



I don't think anyone does.

Hey, it's that white screen again!





Contemplating that, Aya sees yet another hole Eve made in the floor. The woman simply can not use a door, like a normal person. Will Aya jump down?! TUNE IN NEXT TIME TO FIND OUT!
Next time on Parasite Eve: Aya jumps down the hole.