A Room.
You are in a room.
The floor is made of concrete.
The walls are made of concrete.
The ceiling is made... View more
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Alex pauses, blinking at Stella, who had just spoken up from in the corner. He lowers the hand his knife is in, letting it lay at his side as he moves back to Elijah who migrated to Samuel and Velia again. He speaks in a soft, thoughtful tone, “That…actually would make a lot of sense. That’s quite genius Stella.” He smiles at her, as to make her feel a bit less tense and more welcome in the group. Being kind and welcoming is the least he can do in a terrifying situation like this.
Elijah aslo contemplates this. “A lucid dream…” He repeats, trailing of in the usual airy, not-completely-in-reality tone he tends to have. He mostly his hand to his mostly dried, wild hair, not minding then it falls into his face once again. Fixing one of the buttons on his black button up as the tall, thin boy responds, “I see where you’re going with that actually. It very well could be that we’re in a dream-like state, maybe our bodies are being kept somewhere while the puppet master here trapped us in this place, a place that’s both real and not real at the same time. So it wouldn’t be like a lucid dream exactly but pretty similar, a place created with magic. A nightmarish…dreamscape so to speak.”
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“Somehow, I don’t know which I prefer.” A sob bubbles up in Emmaline’s throat, choked back by laughter. “Even if it is a lucid dream, can’t people get trapped in those? Like, go into comas?”
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Stella’s once slight relief was strangled by the choked sob of Emmaline. “You’re right. We could be just in a coma, which is worse than death. The puppet master could keep us in here as long as he liked, then. Until someone pulled the plugs on our machines or our bodies rot from the inside out.” She ran a hand through her blond bangs, letting her legs unfold as she tried to breathe. “You…mentioned magic, right? I don’t know about magic at all, actually.” She said, looking to Elijah and Alex. “I don’t even read fantasy books. Do either of you know how to…what would it be…unweave the spell? Or could we somehow manifest things in our dreams to help our escape?”
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“We could try to… Like… Imagine something in here? If it’s a coma, or a lucid dream, can’t we control it?” She shrugs, her messy hair flopping on her shoulders. “If we’re all in hospitals… How would we be in a dream together? Doesn’t seem likely. And at this point, even magic is thinkable.” Emmaline laughs dryly, shaking her head. “Whatever it takes to leave… Not that j don’t like your company.” She says, sarcastically.
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Elijah and Alex look to each other and then back at Stella, Elijah speaks first, “Well, we’re not too…experienced in magic ourselves, I mean given a spell we can preform it so to speak but…”
“Our friend Dayla is the one who’s more knowledgable in…well, many things as she is quite old…but she knows the most about magic I think,” Alex continues, picking up where Elijah left off. “But Velia has the power of…well, just knowing things as well as, as one of my friends would say, a super computer for a brain, and I think Samuel knows a thing or too.”
“But the thing is the puppet master could have some sort of..shield on us if that makes any sense, meaning until that magic wears off, no one can get in unless the puppet master lets them, and absolutely no one can get out…” Elijah trails off, coming off as kind of depressing even though he doesn’t mean to be in any way.
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Stella nods, her palms are sweating with nervousness as she considers both Elijah’s and Emmaline’s words. “I think its more so of the puppet master has somehow brought us together.” She said to the other girl, noticing for the first time they’d already given this insane person a ‘name’. “Maybe by magic…Or what if we aren’t real at all? What if we’re just a thought in someone’s head, like a book character or something?” Now you’re just rambling. She thinks to herself, and sighs. “…Okay Stella, breathe…If people are being summoned here, maybe we can summon someone here?” She asks lamely, sitting back down with her shoulders drooped.
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Steven waes up, realises where he is, and punches the wall till his knuckles bleed, then he slumps in the corner, watching,listening, waiting
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Alex jumps a bit as Steve punches the wall, then turns his attention back to Elijah and Stella, trying to calm his shaking, “I think the puppet master might have taken that precaution if it is magic and blocked us from being able to…do that…but then again maybe not…it’s worth a shot I think.”
“But who would we want to bring in? Two people, one person? What? One of them and one of us?” Elijah asks, referring to “one of them” as those who live with Samuel and “one of us” as those who live with himself, Alex, and Velia, not realizing that he may be making others feel excluded.
“True, but who…Dayla maybe? She might know…things…and Jade? Hope she has her sledge hammer? Maybe Mina who can fight very well? I don’t…I don’t know anymore, maybe they know someone too…” Alex trails off, looking down. Then he shoots his head back up, realizing he can’t mope, not in this situation. He smiles quickly, reassuring himself as well as attempting to with others.
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Velia whispers to Samuel and he nods a bit “what if it doesn’t have to be us or them? I mean, the others could have something? Trying not to be narrow minded…” Velia seems to be mostly deep in thought and then she snaps out of it suddenly “If we can find the lightest least on each tree in the garden, maybe we’ll find a seed.” The tone wasn’t completely…optimistic, more as if it was an idea, something. Samuel looks a bit concerned “we can’t go through the leaves though, no one has gloves.” Velia looks oddly sad….more so then her usual airy monotone. As if this brought something back. “I had gloves, if I could find them-” samuel cuts her off. “No. I can do it, do you remember the fabric they’re made of?” Velia nods and says something in complete gibberish. Samuel nods “Velia knows a spell that can gather enough power to bring one person from all of our lives here. That means one Alexis, one Emma, or one other if we so choose, and then for those around us anyone you may know. She’s not going to do it though because she shouldn’t use magic. The spell is ‘Dey Lana Wanolis Exmeya'” Velia nods emphasizing this.
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Alex sighs of relief at Samuel and Velia, giving a thankful nod, even though staying practically right next to them as well as Elijah, “But we should talk about who we want to bring in. Like from us Emmas would we want Jade, Mina, or Ana. And of the other Alexis’ would we want Neoma, Dayla, Lucy, Claire, or Juliet?”
“Ana could use a shadow hand to go through the walls to see if there’s anything beyond it…but Mina is also strategic and good at fighting…and Dayla is…magic and smart but Juliet offers the medical assistance if we need any….but Jade also is….a Jade so yeah….that speaks for itself….and….Neoma is a…nerd with a sword which helps…” Elijah is just thinking aloud by now.
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Samuel seems to think logically about this as well, “Jade could be useful, but how would she react to…Whoever brought Velia here….? We don’t want violence….Mina, despite her logical thinking, we just nearly drowned what if the water comes back? Ana…I can’t see any problems with, but what if her shadows aren’t helpful? It’s really hard to decide, then…well Neoma…I don’t think she could do this, not underestimating her she’s just…It’d be hard for her if they really are taking fears to do things…I can’t imagine, Dayla would be extremely helpful but would she know anything? Lucy would be extremely upsetting to see…Claire well the temper….Juliet would be medically helpful for sure but…would she be able to do much else? I don’t know maybe bring Dayla and Mina?” He shrugs.
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*Dusty awoke laying on the floor, she shot up and looked around confused, she walked over to one of the concrete walls and started taping on it to see if she could punch it or something like that*”why aam I er, dis is strange”, she said tapping at the wall frustrated, maybe it was a dream?
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Samuel looks to Dusty and waves slightly “welcome to Hell, I’m Samuel ThirdEye, and this is Velia Raven, Alex Thomas and Elijah Cross.” He points to the other infinite friends before looking around the room “um well these guys are, Dakota, Stella, Emmaline, Steven, and I think that’s everyone, I’m sorry names and I do t always stick.” He blinks his bright yellow eyes and glances around in slight annoyance but mostly frustration.
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*Dusty nodded and waved, smiling then turned back to the wall and punched it her knuckles split and blood was splattered on the wall*”eeeeehhhh! Yep defiantly thick enough”, she squealed and cradled her bloodied hand, she sat down and leaned against the wall blowing on it, the blood spatter above her slid down the wall a little.
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Stella smiled, glad that there was some sort of spell that could bring someone that could perhaps help them into this…domain. She snapped her head up at the sign of a strawberry blond pulling herself from the floor. Had someone sumoned her? Stella sat up, her mind panicking. Who did she bring? That girl who sat behind her in math class who always seem to have the right answers? Or what about that guy who’d been put in jail for smoking Marijuana? She closed her eyes as a flash of a memory came through, a dream of some girl…She frowned, knowing she had never seen this girl in her life before the dream a long time ago but she knew this was the person to bring.
The sound of miniature bells rang followed by a thud to the cement floor.
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