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[Game 21] Group 2
After the blackout, a dim glow returns to the train car. You can feel yourselves still rattling along the tracks, and the world seems to be rushing by outside in bits and flashes, an occasional pulse of color. Some of that ambience starts to fill the train compartment with a sickly blue light.
Rattle, rattle. Rattle, rattle.
Most of you feel . . . fine, physically unhurt, just maybe a little hungover from what just hit you, like waking up with a headache and a dry mouth. You do have the memory of pain, of how that unpleasant, searing sensation pulsed through you; but it's just a shadow now.
For those that are spiritually or magically sensitive, something is definitely wrong. Your senses feel a little dulled and constricted, like a weight is pressing down on you.
There are two exits to your compartment: one moving up the train towards First Class and the conductor, the other leading back, where you know there's at least one more passenger car behind you.
On each door, there is a glowing sigil of a watchful eye, an unwavering and unpleasant blue.
Rattle, rattle. Rattle, rattle.
Most of you feel . . . fine, physically unhurt, just maybe a little hungover from what just hit you, like waking up with a headache and a dry mouth. You do have the memory of pain, of how that unpleasant, searing sensation pulsed through you; but it's just a shadow now.
For those that are spiritually or magically sensitive, something is definitely wrong. Your senses feel a little dulled and constricted, like a weight is pressing down on you.
There are two exits to your compartment: one moving up the train towards First Class and the conductor, the other leading back, where you know there's at least one more passenger car behind you.
On each door, there is a glowing sigil of a watchful eye, an unwavering and unpleasant blue.
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No, that's got the same issue, doesn't it ...
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[going to the "life" and "was" buttons]
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"Guess we don't know if that's as intended or not, but it seems like a reset to me," Hale says.
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"The world was formless and void." That's Genesis, right?
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Let's try it.
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[it's a good thing he has a high pain tolerance. "So the world must end, life return as was: formless void and nothingness."]
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The full phrase writes its way across both of your arms, scarred and stinging. A wave of nauseating anger rushes through you. You feel angry; the sensation floods into you. How dare someone put you in this position? How could this happen? You want to punish someone, lash out, take revenge...
It's hard to tell through your fog of fury, but all of the lights go out at once, including the lasers blocking the way to the front door.
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shrieks out loud and collapses onto his knees, doubling over with his arms wrapped around himself. his fingernails are biting into his skin.]
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Mmm, also, if anyone can think of any kind of key for a cipher, that I found. That would help.
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I don't have any bandages. Does anyone...?
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[BUT HE'S GONNA TAKE OFF HIS SHIRT AND TIE IT AROUND THE WOUND ANYWAY!!!]
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[ALSO I DIDN'T THINK OF IT!!]
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