Edema Rue
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The ghost didn’t respond. Several more tiny hands reached through the bars, pulling at him, his clothes, everything. The woman doesn’t answer. She pulls him along the corridor, all the way to a pair of thick wooden doors. She sticks a key into the lock, then pulls Kaza through and locks it behind them. “My sweet boy…I’ve told you not to go down there.” She smiles at him brightly, though her eyes seem glazed and lifeless.
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The woman—ghost—picks him up as if he’s a small child. “I have your lunch all ready for you, honey.” She begins to carry him away, not even looking at Sharpo. A tiny, cool hand reached from the cell and grabbed his arm.
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“Friend?” There’s a laugh. “Oh, my dear, you don’t have any friends! Only your mother. Come along, my sweet.” In comforting but firm arms he’s pulled backwards, away from Sharpo. Sharpo is pulled towards the cell until he’s pressed against the bars.
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There’s no resistance, no proof that he hit anything…only a faint blue glow, and a matronly voice. “Come along now, dearest.”
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There’s only darkness…and then something grabs him from behind.
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It doesn’t. He begins to be pulled towards it by his ankle.
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It’s a glowing blue manacle, connected to a chain that fades into the darkness in one of the cells. His knife goes right through it.
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Something cool snags around his ankle, pulling him back.
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A blue sphere appears in the air, glowing brightly and revealing dozens of cells lining a hallway that seems longer than it should be.
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A cold breeze rustles through the room, throwing up dust and tickling them with its gentle caress. @TheRavenHasLanded @justice magician
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I certainly do lose a lot…
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The girl is quiet, and for a long moment it seems as if she doesn’t hear them. Then she smiles. “Visitors!” She giggles, then disappears, and with her all light.
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The faint blue light brightened until suddenly a small figure, faintly transparent, appeared. It was a girl, a tiny girl, perhaps four. She tottered along, staring unblinking at Kaza and Sharpo.
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Why do you hate meeeeeeeee Elan I blame you @Invisible
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You scudding little-
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It’s flat and wood, and he gets several more splinters…then the whistling gets louder, and he’s suddenly aware of a faint blue light coming from just around the corner…as he keeps moving, the wood suddenly turns to metal. There are…bars. Metal bars. There’s a cell in the wall.
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He gets a splinter.
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Well, I’m home. NYC was incredible, life changing in some ways. But I missed my mountains. And I don’t know how you big city people do it, I don’t think I could ever live in a city bigger than like…Provo. Nah, Provo’s too big for me.
Anyway, it was so fun, and now I have like 4 F’s and I perform Saturday but that’s not important! Life is good
ALSO, I decided I wanted a place to put my pins so I did that.
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I forgot to iron the fabric first though…oh well.
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After a moment, he becomes aware of a faint whistling…like wind through a grove of trees, or a canyon. But all is still.
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But as they both stand, the rotted floor collapses and they both fall into an even darker basement. It wasn’t a long fall, but both are disoriented and find themselves surrounded by darkness.
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The grass around it is flat and lifeless and littered with debris. A few wooden shingles. A muddy doll. A rusted bike. A decaying chair. The room inside appears empty, but it’s so dark it’s difficult to tell. Dust covers the floor.
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xD that made my life
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It was a huge, rotted mansion. Several other structures surrounded it.
