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side: hell
[ The light which spread everywhere intensifies, gaining not just brightness but color. It focuses with its intensity, golden lines swarming your vision. And where the gold coalesces, it leaves space between with a black that opens out like a sea, sweeping across your vision as your eyes adjust until you can see the truth of your new surroundings.
The golden bars are not the gates that welcomed you in.
They're the bars to a cell you've been dumped in with your unfortunate compatriots. A cell that sits in an inky sea of darkness, broken up not by light across objects in your vision but by brilliant colors each so solid that the darkness cannot cover them up. And, in your vision, guarding the cage is a figure, with six wings, each as golden as the bars. Their eyes are a milky expanse of white-blue light, emanating outwards, like they've caught you in headlights.
A jailer's keyring sits at their waist. ]
The golden bars are not the gates that welcomed you in.
They're the bars to a cell you've been dumped in with your unfortunate compatriots. A cell that sits in an inky sea of darkness, broken up not by light across objects in your vision but by brilliant colors each so solid that the darkness cannot cover them up. And, in your vision, guarding the cage is a figure, with six wings, each as golden as the bars. Their eyes are a milky expanse of white-blue light, emanating outwards, like they've caught you in headlights.
A jailer's keyring sits at their waist. ]
Re: THE CELL
The man is assessing the situation while the woman immediately starts talking]
How the hell would you know! If we didn't report who told you that!
[ the man interrupts before she can keep talking and says: ]
She's in the cell.
Re: THE CELL
I'm clearly not in the cell.
Re: THE CELL
You didn't arrive through the door.
Re: THE CELL
It's moving so fast because Talon has manifested his bat wings to launch himself across the room as fast as he can, collar open and ready to snap shut around the man's neck just as he crashes directly into him with as much momentum as he's managed to gather ]
Re: THE CELL