As they were catching their breath, well not the crystal guy, he stood there calmly almost like nothing had happened. Thompson was terrified after what he had seen, and Clark was heavily concerned about whatever could happen next.
"Clark did you just rip open a door with your hands opening a rift...?"
"I had some extra energy, but I can't always open up rifts like that, I had to do it this time to freeze down the facility. It's called being a rift walker. I can travel between realms and at times. . . some might even call jumping between realities."
"I'm sorry what now?"
"I have the ability to use large amounts of energy to open up cracks in reality that i can use to travel between places and different realities, like that creature in the facility. It opened something called a red rift which requires demonic power or usage of blood and flesh. The creature was truly powerful but at times I was stronger I was just unlucky, and so were you."
"Also, what the hell is that"
"It's a creature we found in the red Mongolian red mist reservoir. There are creatures around the world called red rifters but this crystal guy is the closest to acceptable as he's calmed down with his time on this planet."
The crystals on the creature would shrink into the skin as it would appear more human as it opened its mouth.
"Call me red."
"Oh, you can speak?" said Clark and Thompson at the same time.
"I'm from the red rift, disciple of the red god of war."
"So, you're a true red rifter?" said Clark
"Yes, I came here long before 'Mongolia' was even a thing. I was collecting corpses of many to make myself stronger. But I realized my god had let me down. I Gave up and decided to stop my reign of terror and just live off of animals. And then Mr. Anderson found me but then you guys took me in."
"The facility took you in for experimenting I am just like you Red."
Clark uttered his words surprised by how much the facility has really done and how many they actually had taken in from the N.A.G(New American Government)
A helicopter would fly in with a strange symbol of it as Clark quickly recognized it as Thompson and Red looked up curiously. A rope would be sent down for them to grab onto. They climbed up and there was the director of the facility. He would look back from the passenger seat on the helicopter.
"Clark! The very person I am excited to see right now, nice to meet the legend himself Thompson Pierre, and uh the red mist man?"
"Red, the name is Red."
"Uh, director this is Red I think you remember him of course but he's a disciple of the god 'Redd' but was disbanded in this reality. But I feel we can make good use of red rifters on the team. We also shut down the facility here, so the creature and Wilhelm is fully frozen down it almost got out, but it's stuck on the entry level. But I believe that we cannot have any other workers sent down there as it seems the creature uses them to defrost itself and obtain more mass. It's one of Mr. Andersons most fascinating works. But we should be able to take it down, we just need Thompson to take out Blake."
"We can't stay here for long. Clark, we made a mission to not get noticed by the media. YOU have failed that mission. We are reinstating the Riftgate so we can mass send everyone in the facilities to another reality I recently claimed. There is a planet there where we can stay. But we are being chased down by Mr. Anderson, he won't be able to get us there though he will keep on sending crimson creatures after us. Thompson you have approximately 2 weeks to save your wife from the void. Black Jack may have her, but she can be rescued. Its Clarks job to also help you out, together you two can shut him down in this reality."
"No. I will not be getting help from Clark or anybody else. I will save my wife alone, give me 2 weeks and I will have her out, Black Jack is my goal in life."
Thompson stood there with an angry expression on his face full of determination to take out Black Jack. The low humming could be heard in his head. Thompson would stand up feeling the light energy inside him as he quickly waved before jumping out and floating in the air using his energy. Flying down towards the ground he would dash into it creating a small shockwave, the animals nearby would be running away in fear. Flying away, the helicopter would be leaving Thompson there by himself. Out from between the trees she stood there. It was the clearest form of her he had seen in ages. Thompson stood there with steam coming off his hands and the dirt around him being charred slightly.
