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side: heaven
[ When you next open your eyes, you find yourself standing in a hallway of stained glass windows; the door behind you closes completely shut before disappearing, you in a corridor that leads to nowhere. You're stranded, here . . . wherever you are . . . ?
The light that reflects through the glass is a gentle one, and the whole place seems to glow, almost binding in illumination - it's been recently swept here, or otherwise recently polished so everything isn't so musty; still, there's a distinct feeling of heaviness in the air. One could almost mistake the feeling for reverence.
There's only one direction: forward, into the light. ]
The light that reflects through the glass is a gentle one, and the whole place seems to glow, almost binding in illumination - it's been recently swept here, or otherwise recently polished so everything isn't so musty; still, there's a distinct feeling of heaviness in the air. One could almost mistake the feeling for reverence.
There's only one direction: forward, into the light. ]
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[But he is also keeping an eye on Absinthe.]
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... Could be. But why them and not us?
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Way I figure, either they're back home and we'll see em when we get back, or they ended up somewhere else and we better go find em.
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[ clicks his tongue ]
Well, you're right that there's no way to go but forward. Metaphorically and literally.
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[ he turns and starts walking in the direction of the light, though he pauses for a moment to tap the head of the dragon bracelet that Intensity gave him right before they went through the gate. ]
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[Time to get going.]
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For Hurricane, the more steps he takes, the less "correct" he feels - this place, this oppressive space, this is not where he belongs. ]
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[He takes a couple of shaky breaths - glances down at the ground, to see if there are any of those runes from last time that froze him solid.]
[If he doesn't see anything, though, he presses on.]
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[ he observes the room—is there any particular design on the stained glass windows?—before his eyes settle on the two doors. ]
A fork in the road, huh.
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...think we oughtta split up? If we really got people to find, we'll cover more ground.
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[Hesitates, then offers his fist for a fist bump.]
Catch you on the other side, dude.
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And then, all at once, an electrifying shock runs down your spine, paralyzing you but briefly. Still -
Aren't you the fool, for trying to enter where you don't belong? ]
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...figures.
Hey, uh. Someone wanna open this one?
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Here, lemme try.
[Nudges him back a safe distance, then gives the open palm a high-five, with her prosthetic]
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. . . ? well . . . ? it's hard to tell if it does anything at all . . . ]
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