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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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Are you serious about all this?
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There's no one else out there. I'm the only one left. But I have you guys at my back, so I have nothing to be afraid of! And if you are all trapped in Hell, then there's nothing to do but take you out of it!
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[scratches her nose, straightens]
Okay. So what's the plan. Break everybody outta detention, then somehow get 'em here? Flying doesn't work from in the city, y'know.
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