It’s dark when the Keep’s newest guests arrive. The cold night air has seeped into the stones of the barracks sending a chill throughout the rooms. No fire has been laid, no lamp lit to beat back the cold or dispel the dark. Each cell remains exactly as it has for months on end, almost as though no one were expecting the small rooms to be occupied
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He was just on the highway. He remembers driving. And then something hit him. He remembers being half-blind and his systems shuddering to a halt. The others aren't in comm range -- nothing is. As a result, the only conclusion he can draw is that he's been taken prisoner.
And that this, strange rocky building is his prison.
"Show yourselves!" he snarls, slamming a fist sideways into the wall. "Come out here and fight!"
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With a growl of his own, Sunstreaker barrels forward. He doesn't care what's up ahead. He's angry. He's not thinking. He only wants to kill whatever's down there. It has to be responsible for this.
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Whatever it is that they belong to, it's big. And angry.
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"What the fuck."
Its not a question, its a statement...or somewhere near a demand.
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The creature sniffs the air and utters a low growl.
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The hallways is empty once more, save for Sollux. He might, on later inspection find a tear in the front of his shirt.
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... The next, the turian is tripping over furniture he can't see. His boots are scuffing on something covering the floor, and it's all he can do not to plow headlong into a wall. He puts a hand out to steady himself, leaning hard on the surface.
What... the hell just happened? He can't even hardly process the sudden change in scenery. And so, with nothing else to fall back on, Garrus slips the assault rifle from its holster on his back, and, keeping one hand on the wall, begins to make his way around the room. He finds the door, swinging it open with a careful hand.
Garrus steps into the hall, battered, dirty, and more than a little bloodied -- still high on adrenaline from taking down the incubating threat to all sentient life. Not to mention confused. His radio seems to be dead, which certainly doesn't help matters in the slightest.
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A torch, perhaps?
But there is no sound of footsteps.
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"Hello?"
It comes out as more of a demand than a question. His squad is nowhere to be seen -- he can't contact anyone. He can't reach Shepard. And his nerves are practically jangling with unspent adrenaline.
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Isn't it? It's shaped like a person. It has arms and legs, a head and a torso like a person.
It does not, however, have a face.
Specks of black and white float around the immaterial body, but they cast no shadows. This body, this cloud, is the source of the light.
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One of his swords is in his hand but he doesn't know what good it's going to do him. There's nothing in his stomach and his body is still reeling from withdrawal. It's hard enough to stand right now.
Kevas stumbles about in the darkness before finding the door through sheer luck. His seeking hand finds the handle and he pulls the door open slowly.
"Talia!"
No answer.
"Vie! Alice! Nel! Anybody!?" There's clear panic in his voice. No. Not again. Not again. Kevas slumps against the wall and for the third time in his life, he feels completely alone.
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"Excuse me?"
She's cautious as she eases up to him. "You were on the boat, weren't you? On the Elegante."
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"Aye, dat I was."
And that's when he feels it. Hope. If there's someone else from the Elegante here maybe there's more. Maybe he can find his family after all.
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Odette knows Kevas probably doesn't know the answer. He was probably just as clueless as she was. But it couldn't hurt to ask.
"I thought the End had..."
Her voice trails off. She thought the End had consumed everything. So what was happening?
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She shrieked in surprise, scrambled to try to get to her feet and in the process found her hands grasping the blankets. Where had the blankets come from? The ground? The lack of bushes? What had happened to the bushes and the wind?
Panic spiraled higher. Had someone gotten her? Had her parents found her? The government? She didn't know but she had to get out. Had to.
If it wasn't for slightly heightened night vision, she might have bumped into everything in the room. She could see just enough to get to the door. Her hands grasped at it, wrenched it open and stepped out into the hallway. Bryn trembled, senses heightened by the rush of adrenaline in her body, and tried to figure out what to do.
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"Please don't step on me!"
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"Wh-who is it? Who is that?" she stammered out, heart still pounding in her chest.
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"Down here in front of you.
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