A little boy and a little girl, hand in hand, walk through the area. The little boy seems a lot more nervous while the little girl seems curious. They never seem to let go of each other. Both wear yellow raincoats and have heterochromia eyes, one pure white while the other pure black.
The Dreamholder observes them from the window of the hotel.
The boy tries to drag his sister back to somewhere but the little girl seems to just want to jump in puddles.
The Dreamholder in human guise appears from an alley. "Hey, you two. Are you okay? Most people don't go out here."
They stare at him for a moment before backing away. The little boy leans into his sisters ear "Strain-ger.."
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
"Can't sleep!" She giggles again "Many scary things!". The little boy hides behind her.
He takes a deep breath. "Can I talk to your parents? I think I could convince them to like you and want you inside."
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
"Can't sleep!" She giggles again "Many scary things!". The little boy hides behind her.
He takes a deep breath. "Can I talk to your parents? I think I could convince them to like you and want you inside."
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
"Can't sleep!" She giggles again "Many scary things!". The little boy hides behind her.
He takes a deep breath. "Can I talk to your parents? I think I could convince them to like you and want you inside."
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
Sleep. 92
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
"You two should probably be getting home. Get some rest, maybe."
"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
"Can't sleep!" She giggles again "Many scary things!". The little boy hides behind her.
He takes a deep breath. "Can I talk to your parents? I think I could convince them to like you and want you inside."
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
Sleep. 80
They both collapse on the ground.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
Sleep. 80
They both collapse on the ground.
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
Sleep. 80
They both collapse on the ground.
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
"I don't like the eyes.. They're judging me.." The little boy whispers and tries to cover his own from looking at them.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
"I don't like the eyes.. They're judging me.." The little boy whispers and tries to cover his own from looking at them.
His whisper is inaudible. The place seems magically quieted. Regardless, many of the eye designs "close."
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
"I don't like the eyes.. They're judging me.." The little boy whispers and tries to cover his own from looking at them.
His whisper is inaudible. The place seems magically quieted. Regardless, many of the eye designs "close."
The boy looks startled at the lack of noise and begins to claw at his throat, crying quietly. His sister doesn't seem to notice this because of the silence.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
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"Nope! Never ever ever in a million years or seconds!" The little girl giggles "Momma and Papa didn't like us! They don't want us inside."
He frowns. "Well, where do you sleep? There are demons about. You need somewhere safe to go."
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
"Can't sleep!" She giggles again "Many scary things!". The little boy hides behind her.
He takes a deep breath. "Can I talk to your parents? I think I could convince them to like you and want you inside."
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
She shrugs and leads him to a hole in the ground. "Mama.. Papa.. Man wants to see you.." The little boy says. Dreamholder can tell these are graves, really really really old ones in fact.
Sleep. 92
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
They both collapse on the ground.
He brings them both to the abandoned hotel. He places them on a threadbare mattress and locks the door.
When they wake up, they have no idea how they got there. They are in a big, soft bed in a fancy, well-maintained hotel. There is a knock on the door.
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
They blink groggily and yawn before becoming aware of where they are. They look around, suddenly fearful.
*Am I too late to join?*
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*certainly not!*
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Breakfast trays seem to lower down from the ceiling to the bed, held in the air by nearly invisible threads. They notice that absolutely everything in the hotel, including the pajamas they are now in, has an eye design. The handles of the silverware, the wallpaper, the lamps, everything. They're not especially creepy or realistic, but it is an odd detail.
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
*ok*
I wake up in a dark room
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'Hey there'. A guy in a khaki cap comes over to you. 'Who are you?'
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"The question I should ask is who are YOU?" I reply
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"I don't like the eyes.. They're judging me.." The little boy whispers and tries to cover his own from looking at them.
'I'm Soldier Tao, of the Order of Fear and Honour.'. He shows you a tattoo of a mouth of fangs, with 'Fear and Honour' spelled out on the fangs
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"Ok...? I'm Valhalla, King of The Land of Dragons. Why am I here? What's Going on?" I have a huge suspicion of Soldier Tao.
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His whisper is inaudible. The place seems magically quieted. Regardless, many of the eye designs "close."
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
The boy looks startled at the lack of noise and begins to claw at his throat, crying quietly. His sister doesn't seem to notice this because of the silence.