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Update: They were lost. Entirely fucking lost
In someone else's consciousness.
Who? Nobody knew, thats the annoying backlash of Silvers signature magic, its random.
Since it was pitch fucking black, and nobody could see anything, they couldn't tell the layout or even see the person.
At some point, they lost Silver, and there went all means of leaving.
Hand now on the wall, Ophelia turned her head to where she hoped Ace was.
"How are you enjoying the Subconscious Express?"
"I'd like to refund my ticket and get the hell off."
"Understandable."
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Her hand on wall trick didn't help in the end, as the second they found Silver, Ophelia had literally been absorbed by the wall somehow.
Hearing noise once she was finally freed, she turned in the direction and followed it, almost crying with relief as she saw blue light from down the corridor.
However, what she saw was far from pretty.
It was herself, encased in ice.
Moving to see it from a different angle, the figure of herself changed into a smaller one that was not her own, a boy pale as snow.
Something akin to a factory machine arm lifted the ice box up like a tetris block, and began moving it towards the lighted area.
Following it, she noticed the same figure, pierced by a giant claw and dripping ink from were they impaled him, hanging off one of two stone coffins above a large open pit, swirling green fog inside of it, and the source of the light, being held back by ink hands and obsidian chains.
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆.
𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆.....
"Idia! Can you see me?"
No response came for a moment, but as she stepped forward, his head turned in her direction, calling out frantically.
"D-Don't get any closer..you'll fall in! Ortho already did, and I can't do this again! Just stay over there ! Its better for you if you don't stay around me! Just stay alive!"
Something from within the pit laughed, playing with forming a large bolt like shape, aimed for her. The voice was distorted and deep.
"A⃒n⃒o⃒t⃒h⃒e⃒r⃒ s⃒o⃒u⃒l⃒ i⃒s⃒ c⃒u⃒r⃒s⃒e⃒d⃒ b⃒y⃒ y⃒o⃒u⃒, a⃒ w⃒o⃒r⃒t⃒h⃒l⃒e⃒s⃒s⃒ g⃒o⃒d⃒s⃒ w⃒o⃒r⃒t⃒h⃒l⃒e⃒s⃒s⃒ d⃒e⃒s⃒c⃒e⃒n⃒d⃒a⃒n⃒t⃒. W⃒h⃒y⃒ w⃒p⃒u⃒l⃒d⃒ a⃒n⃒y⃒o⃒n⃒e⃒ w⃒a⃒n⃒t⃒ t⃒o⃒ r⃒e⃒s⃒c⃒u⃒e⃒ s⃒o⃒m⃒e⃒o⃒n⃒e⃒ b⃒e⃒t⃒t⃒e⃒r⃒ o⃒f⃒f⃒ i⃒n⃒ T⃒a⃒r⃒t⃒a⃒r⃒u⃒s⃒ w⃒i⃒t⃒h⃒ t⃒h⃒e⃒ d⃒a⃒m⃒n⃒e⃒d⃒? S⃒h⃒e⃒'l⃒l⃒ j⃒u⃒s⃒t⃒ e⃒n⃒d⃒ u⃒p⃒ j⃒o⃒i⃒n⃒i⃒n⃒g⃒ t⃒h⃒e⃒m⃒ a⃒n⃒y⃒w⃒a⃒y⃒ , w⃒h⃒i⃒l⃒e⃒ y⃒o⃒u⃒'r⃒e⃒ l⃒e⃒f⃒t⃒ h⃒e⃒r⃒e⃒ a⃒l⃒o⃒n⃒e⃒, u⃒n⃒l⃒e⃒s⃒s⃒ y⃒o⃒u⃒ j⃒o⃒i⃒n⃒ t⃒h⃒e⃒m⃒ i⃒n⃒ t⃒h⃒e⃒ p⃒i⃒t⃒, t⃒h⃒e⃒n⃒ m⃒a⃒y⃒b⃒e⃒-"
Ambrosia eyes flickered to the large bolt, then to her, then to Orthos hanging figure above the swirling green mist.
"No....Not again..."
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