Amnesplora: Liminal Space
Wherever you are in the house, whatever you may have been doing right in that moment
You hear a chime, like a clock sounding the hour. Has it only been that long? No, it can't have been, it must've been longer ... right? Oh well. You're out of time, and now you're here.
Here is a liminal space. It's like a washed out version of the Entrance Hall, so big and fancy, with its high vaulted ceilings and polished oakwood floors, intricate detailing, and the ornate front door. Everything else is shrouded by fog. You can try to find the other doors, you can try to find the foyer, but ... they're not there? Walk more than a minute into the fog and you'll find yourself right back where you started.
You hear a chime, like a clock sounding the hour. Has it only been that long? No, it can't have been, it must've been longer ... right? Oh well. You're out of time, and now you're here.
Here is a liminal space. It's like a washed out version of the Entrance Hall, so big and fancy, with its high vaulted ceilings and polished oakwood floors, intricate detailing, and the ornate front door. Everything else is shrouded by fog. You can try to find the other doors, you can try to find the foyer, but ... they're not there? Walk more than a minute into the fog and you'll find yourself right back where you started.

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[ Her face, arm, and ankle are bleeding all over the place but she seems unconcerned. ]
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[ WAIT. ]
More importantly than that, you look as though you are in rough shape! Please sit down. I have something that might help-
[ BRINGING OUT THE SALVE. ]
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[ Magic properties allow it to heal (1) wound, kinda! Totally heals a minor wound, moderately helps a moderate wound, and takes the edge off a major one. ]
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Besides, I have my own. [ Pulls out her own bottle of salve, which is unused -- it seems weird except her injuries and the salve are from different versions of her. ] See?
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It's fine, really. Ada bandaged me up. [ there are some strips of towels which are soaked with blood wrapped around her arm and leg, her face is just bleeding freely. ] And given the creep that owns this place, there might be more of us showing up at some point.
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[ PULLING OUT. Some rubber gloves from the pocket of the jacket he stole. ]
Will you please allow me to at least apply a little bit of salve to your facial injury? I will not have any peace of mind until I know that it has at least been looked at.
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[ Not that they can access it right now, but priorities! ]
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Do it anyway!
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[ Because he's the unreasonable one, here ]