A Room.
You are in a room.
The floor is made of concrete.
The walls are made of concrete.
The ceiling is made of concrete.
There are no doors, windows, or other openings. Somehow, the air in the room is being refreshed constantly.
You have no idea how you, or anyone else, got in this room. You don’t see much of a way out. There’s nothing here except the clothes on your back – even the light is just a dim ambient illumination, with no visible source.
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Dayla sighs and goes quickly to Dusty, feeling herself an amature Juliet of sorts she asks “is there anything you can’t move or place where there’s unimaginable pain?” She knew that much medically. The difference between sprain/strain/fracture and actual breaks. Pain and numbness which is another brilliant metaphor for this room….
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“Yep can’t move me arm, annddd it’s hurting”, she said worriedly.
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Alex watches in a worried manner, hating to see the pained look on Dusty’s face…he hates when people get hurt but it happens…
Elijah looks up, “Need any help with anything or no?”
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“Waitt…….Ok If i get hurt enofe they might Evac me out and I can try and get us out from the out side, it’s happened before….”, she whispered, struggling to her feet.
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“Nuh it’s Ok ima try and see if they evac me out, I need to almost die Basically”, she said leting her arm hang painfully.”Maybe if I bleed out…”, she thought. Mean while the dead spirits tryed to give her information about how to escape.
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Dayla frowns feeling the spirits Dusty had begun communicating to. She puts the health supplies to the side and looks around, what exactly do they do now…? Dayla begins pacing glancing at the people around her, andy fter a few glances she watches the face of Samuel…he finally fell into an uneasy sleep at Velia’s side. The teenaged dark haired psychic boy looked so much more peaceful asleep, and younger. The 249 year old had his arm loosely around Velia who in her sleep looked so much less troubled as well. Samuel’s hair falls messily on his face and he looks so fragile as if the tiniest thing could wake him, and for a moment he furrows his expression, almost looking confused or troubled, simeotaniously Velia muttered something inaudible in a soft monotone. It sounded vaguely positive. Dayla finds herself watching this with the smile that rarely crosses her lips. Soul siblinghood is such a good thing…somewhere her soul sister was probably missing her, and her soul twin…Dayla’s eyes found themselves quickly darting to Alex….his soul sister…and his soul twin….Her eyes move to Elijah, his soul sister….Ana…Lucy…Mina…they must be somewhere and panicking. Then Jade would be being quite the anxious Moda…then Neoma would be worried to death as well…for our wellbeing Claire would not know what to do, making juliet worry….and that’s just this dimension…Dayla sighs. “What a reality we have been entwined to.”
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Ana glances at Dayla, what she said for some reason sticking her, “Some pocket dimension some creepy made or something.”
Elijah looks over, joining as well, “Or some dream world of some sort. Like they have our bodies and we’re here and maybe…if…we die here we…die there…maybe it’s just an experiment though, and maybe we won’t die for real.”
Alex managed to catch some of the words through lip reading, which he’s not too good at. Basically he got “….some….of….they….here…die here…die there….just an experiment….won’t die….real.” He is tempted to say something to the experiment thing…but no…that’s rude…oh screw it, he’s practically the only person who hasn’t made a joke like that that he knows.
Alex adds in, “It’s just a social experiment.”
“Puppetmaster Pepper,” Elijah responds, laughing a bit, knowing Alex probably didn’t catch that but accepting it.
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*Dusty knocked on the wall while putting her ear to it, trying to figure out its density*
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“Well, we cant just stay here.” Stella said irritably, pulling back a foot to launch into the side of the wall in an futile attempt to escape. “So annoying.” She hissed between her teeth before throwing elbows, knees, and every other limb she had against the wall. A few feet away Varali shook her head in dismay, murmuring to her cat quietly.
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“Alright anyone have a knife?”, Dusty said grimly.
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Dayla frowns, turning to Ana “could you…tell we were missing? I was not….I was not in the mind, which is why your presences shocked me so much…” Dayla admits
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Ana nods, “Onviously how can you not tell when Velia and Samuel are missing not to mention my own soul brother and soul twin and you just kind of…not sure if you disappeaed or were off somewhere.”
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Dayla nods “good so they know we are missing. Lucy is most likely in quite the panic…” She sighs and looks to Alex,
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Alex looks at Dayla, catching her signing. Missing the first bit but getting it based on context, he signs back.
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I get up off the wall. I look around. “What the hell is the point of this!?” I yell to whoever is doing this to us.