Crimson's Prophecy

The liar

It hadn't been all that hard to kill the last few dozen of creatures left in Yndranium. Deric was the one who discovered some stairs which weren't wider than a foot and Sam believed they would lead them to the basement he'd talked about. Without their light cubes they wouldn't have seen anything. The stairs Deric had found were hidden underneath a trapdoor They had problems to even get to the stairs to walk down because everything was so extremely small.

"Not even dwarfs would fit through here," Deric joked while pointing at the trapdoor.

No one laughed.

It took them half an eternity until they eventually got through that trapdoor and walked down to the basement where they saw a few doors and hallways, alternately standing there. It was really quiet and no signs of life could be heard or seen - so far not.

They looked around, first tried to open the doors, but they were locked. After that they walked down the hallways which turned out to have a dead end and no other doors they could have opened.

"What's the matter with this place?" Hether asked and looked at Sam.

"Be careful," he said. "If the people in their laboratories hear us talk, they'll leave their rooms and attack us right away."

Sam barely could finish the sentence when a man in a robe opened one of the doors from the inside and speedily walked towards Deric. The man slammed him against the wall and wanted to punch him. Deric though didn't hesitate and drew aside only to figure that his left hand was still in the target field of the man. He felt some bones in his hand and how they broke as the man squished it further onto the wall. Deric couldn't repress a scream and the moment Fiona killed the man a couple of other people - men and women in purple robes like the one Deric's enemy had worn - left their rooms behind the doors and another fight was to be heralded.

They knew how to defend themselves - seemingly better than the people who attacked them. The only serious injury was the one Hether had to feel when a woman stabbed her shoulder at the exact spot where a creature's knife had caused this big wound which hadn't completely healed yet. That incident made Hether even more furious and she ended up being the one who killed most of the people in the basement.

Their next step was to enter the rooms which now stood open and to take a look at the levers; there were hundreds, if not thousands of them on every wall except for the one where the door stood and they all regulated what happened in the world.

Sam told them he hadn't been to a place like this before, so he was very happy to get the chance to finally see how the world was built up. "Some of the Celyntra have been here already. Most of them didn't come out alive, but the ones who did were able to give the chairmen of our organization a plan of what these rooms look like - which means I have an exact idea of what to do," he assured and looked at the others to check whether or not they believed and therefore trusted him. Then he turned around to all the levers. "Two thirds of them regulate the mating behavior of the creatures and how to breed new ones, so that's not interesting for us. The rest is about the holes of darkness which can be closed so that no one could escape this world again. From this place of Yndranium, though, only holes of darkness in a circumference of thirty miles can be closed. There must be another option to set them ablaze just like that because - in seldom cases - slaves are brought to earth in that way to spread the idea of the Cult on our home planet. By the way, you also live on the earth of the Other side, ain't I right?" Sam turned to the others again.

They all nodded.

"That's a bummer," he commented. "Then none of us can take care of the Cult on the One side and the one next to the Hafferdon's Galaxy."