The Bedchambers were once again imposingly empty, this time without Polygmian Sleepers posted on the mechanism rows. Soal was half-hoping George would be present, in battle against some corporate member, but he was not there indeed.
Stealthily, Soal and Irene attempted to appear natural in the situation, tiptoeing down the silent halls in hopes that it would grant them a secure passage to the clamor being emitted one room down from the end of the corridor.
Irene in particular took a moment to observe this strange place, which she had not had much time to inspect when she was drugged by the late Gordon Gulley. The ceiling almost appeared to be swimming with gloomy white colors, like a cloud of rain was forming beyond a glass casing. Soal attended to this too, and drooped his head quickly, in hopes that no one would notice his astonishment.
"Shh, look at this," Soal murmured to his colleague as they turned a right corner at the end of the Bedchambers, and witnessed a bizarre sight, only to turn away after several seconds due to their logical urge not to be detected.
It was a large, open room, one that could house scores of Polygmian Un-Characters. The ceiling was high-reaching, actually nearly twice as high as the Congregation Chamber's ceiling. This almost seemed as a cafeteria, where picnic tables were gathered far below the perch from which Irene and Soal were watching. Un-Characters outfitted in Polygmian attire, yet still sane enough to interact with one another, dined at these tables, while on the opposing side of the room, a tall platform sported a podium, a wide bookshelf, and the entrance to the next room.
Soal peered towards the lectern for a split second, only to return to Irene with hurried breathing. "It's Revaw," he huffed, and Irene nodded, though concerned. "He was... he was holding something on a key chain."
"Incidentally," an ominous, yet casually familiar, voice echoed throughout the cafeteria, presumably conversing with someone. "Tell me the news. I wish of no intruding remarks or stern hesitations."
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The Sketch Survivors: The Enemy Among Us
Ciencia Ficción{Book Three in the Sketch Survivors Trilogy} A new and reliable hope rises for the Revolutes when the coordinates of three "Insanity Sketches" are uncovered. Their leader, the Green Phantom, along with several others, all under the leadership o...
