screwthatnoise

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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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I still think she deserves the option. If she tells me "no" to my face, then I'll listen. But you can't decide for her.

"When she revives, you can speak to her. Unless you are talking about True Heart."

I'm talking about the True Heart.

"...so you wish to speak to her. What if I told you that you could reach her from this very room?"

[ He shrugs slightly. ]

I'd listen to what you have to say about that, then.

"Okay. You must give me a reason to allow you to speak to her. From there, I can see about what happens next."

[ Clue sighs, running a hand through his hair. ]

Because Hail is my friend, and I want to help her. It seems to me like the best way to do that would be to see what she wants— the truest, deepest part of her. Which would be her true heart.

The nurse is quiet at first.

She walks towards the back of this large room, and stands before a large grandfather clock that is frosted with ice. She turns to face you and gestures.

"Here is the entrance."

[ He walks over, Janta and alcohol watering can in tow. ]

The clock...?

[ He considers it for a moment. ]

Is it behind there, then?

The nurse pulls out a key. On closer examination, the grandfather clock's door is wide enough for a person to enter. She opens the door and a cold wind sweeps over you. The area inside is dark.

"She is up here, actually. You cannot see it, but there is a ladder immediately ahead."

[ He shivers briefly, then he nods at her. ]

Thanks for the help, then.

[ He pauses, then ruffles Nurse Hail's hair with his free hand. ]

You're a creepy little avatar of death, but you're still a part of Hail. Take care of yourself.

She lightly swats at his hand.

"I am the only thing in this heart that can take care of itself."

[ Clue lets out an amused huff. ]

Somehow, I don't doubt that.

[ With that, he turns to the clock and goes inside. ]

It's cold and dark.

And behind you the nurse closes the door.

If you feel ahead—not too far ahead, this room is very tight—you can feel the cool, metal bars of a ladder.

[ It takes some careful positioning, but he eventually manages to climb the ladder while still holding onto Janta, his recovered limb, and the watering can. ]

Up you go...

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