Echo (
screwthatnoise) wrote2013-07-29 04:16 pm
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♥ v2
A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.
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[glancing down at Janta]
Shall we investigate the scene?
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"I... if you'd like. But you could die, right?"
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All right...If you feel the danger is too great, let me know and we can fall back as well.
...Where is the nearest door out?
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The nurse just looks over you and the bear and shrugs.
"Yeah, see!"
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The door would likely be the safest option.
[and lets backtrack our way to the door, shall we?]
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But no, Janta doesn't seem disappointed, it's ok, and back to the front doors you go! They're open now, and you can see the vibrant outdoors.
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