[ The room is BRIGHT YELLOW, as all the rooms you will enter are. Black tiles make up the floor, changing to your unit's color when pressure is placed on them. There is a button in the very center of the room standing on a podium; it's slightly smaller than palm-sized.]
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Hallucinations - Angel
Oh, hello, you say, and you welcome him to future is now. He's your unitmate now, after all, so you need to be good to him—he's yours, after all.
But he doesn't see it that way. With others, he smiles, but with you, he scowls—he hates you—and one day, when you're both alone, he pushes you down against a mirror.
Instead of hitting it, you fall through it: down, down, down the rabbit hole, until you're trapped on the other side, in pitch-black darkness. The light comes from the other side of the mirror—where you can see him smiling at Intensity, at your unitmates, at future is now, and none of them miss you. None of them recognize you're gone.
He takes your place.
Once again, he takes your things—he takes your home—he takes your everything. Just like your kingdom—it's snatched away from you, and it's his now.
Why didn't your brother ever learn to share?
Beyond the mirror, it starts to snow. In the darkness, you find yourself freezing, surrounded by nothing but pure white and black. It's frightening here—you could die and no one would know—you have to get out.
You dig your nails against the mirror, trying to get back to where you belong. You dig and dig and dig and dig, until your nails are worn down, until your fingertips are peeling and bleeding, and you're still on this side and he—
He plays games with Intensity. He takes your sheep. He performs as an idol that brings everyone smiles, everything that you were supposed to do, and you realize—
Well—
If he's out there, doing that, then he must be "Angel". He's "Angel", the idol that brings smiles to everyone.
If that's the case—
Then who are you?
You, with no kingdom.
You, with no court.
You, with no unit.
Everything you are could just be taken like that—even your identity as an idol.
Just who are you, now?
Re: Hallucinations - Angel
Physical:
> Peeling fingernails
> Unable to smile
> Loss of vision
Non-Physical:
> Fear of replacement
> Unable to share
> Increase loneliness