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.
Technically, if he really tried to make noise, he could. It's quieted, not silenced.
There is another 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
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.
Technically, if he really tried to make noise, he could. It's quieted, not silenced.
There is another knock on the door.
The girl walks over and opens it, well tries too. (I think it was locked.)
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
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.
Technically, if he really tried to make noise, he could. It's quieted, not silenced.
There is another knock on the door.
The girl walks over and opens it, well tries too. (I think it was locked.)
*Here's a little secret: they haven't actually woken up yet. This door is unlocked.*
There is a wrapped present at the door. It has a design on the paper reminiscent of peacock feathers.
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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
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.
Technically, if he really tried to make noise, he could. It's quieted, not silenced.
There is another knock on the door.
The girl walks over and opens it, well tries too. (I think it was locked.)
*Here's a little secret: they haven't actually woken up yet. This door is unlocked.*
There is a wrapped present at the door. It has a design on the paper reminiscent of peacock feathers.
She picks it up and runs back over to her brother, grinning. "Look Elias! It's pretty!" She chirps. Elias is curled in a ball, still covering his eyes.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
The twins are pretty much awake at this point, having no idea where they ended up, but are trying to find a way back out. The little boy is weeping quietly, scared, while the little girl is holding his hand and trying to find the way out and back into the streets.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
The twins are pretty much awake at this point, having no idea where they ended up, but are trying to find a way back out. The little boy is weeping quietly, scared, while the little girl is holding his hand and trying to find the way out and back into the streets.
The door to the outside is the only door that is locked. All of the windows have curtains over them. Bellhops with symbols of eyes on their faces keep trying to make them comfortable, offering them things like toys and treats.
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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
The twins are pretty much awake at this point, having no idea where they ended up, but are trying to find a way back out. The little boy is weeping quietly, scared, while the little girl is holding his hand and trying to find the way out and back into the streets.
The door to the outside is the only door that is locked. All of the windows have curtains over them. Bellhops with symbols of eyes on their faces keep trying to make them comfortable, offering them things like toys and treats.
The girl seems less frightened of them but the little boy constantly hides behind his sister. "We want to go back outside!" She says to one of the bellhops.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
The twins are pretty much awake at this point, having no idea where they ended up, but are trying to find a way back out. The little boy is weeping quietly, scared, while the little girl is holding his hand and trying to find the way out and back into the streets.
The door to the outside is the only door that is locked. All of the windows have curtains over them. Bellhops with symbols of eyes on their faces keep trying to make them comfortable, offering them things like toys and treats.
The girl seems less frightened of them but the little boy constantly hides behind his sister. "We want to go back outside!" She says to one of the bellhops.
"The door is locked, sorry. There's a courtyard if you want to go play. We even have a pool!"
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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
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A loud engine roars as a Saxon drives down the street.
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Technically, if he really tried to make noise, he could. It's quieted, not silenced.
There is another 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
16 / 16 / 16 Whether first or last, we're all traveling together.
The girl walks over and opens it, well tries too. (I think it was locked.)
Master of the overground
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*Here's a little secret: they haven't actually woken up yet. This door is unlocked.*
There is a wrapped present at the door. It has a design on the paper reminiscent of peacock feathers.
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 picks it up and runs back over to her brother, grinning. "Look Elias! It's pretty!" She chirps. Elias is curled in a ball, still covering his eyes.
The vehicle slows to a stop in front of them
16 / 16 / 16 Whether first or last, we're all traveling together.
*explodes casually*
The twins are pretty much awake at this point, having no idea where they ended up, but are trying to find a way back out. The little boy is weeping quietly, scared, while the little girl is holding his hand and trying to find the way out and back into the streets.
The door to the outside is the only door that is locked. All of the windows have curtains over them. Bellhops with symbols of eyes on their faces keep trying to make them comfortable, offering them things like toys and treats.
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
16 / 16 / 16 Whether first or last, we're all traveling together.
The girl seems less frightened of them but the little boy constantly hides behind his sister. "We want to go back outside!" She says to one of the bellhops.
The little girl and boy watch from a window, trying to get their attention.
"The door is locked, sorry. There's a courtyard if you want to go play. We even have a pool!"
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