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[ If you had paid visit before, you might notice that where you start seems fairly familiar. But since most of you haven't… the first thing you'll notice is red. Dark red all around you. The sky, the ground—everything is red. It's impossible to make out anything among the color. But if you attempt to stare at any particular space for too long, you'll discover it pulses, flows.

And then there is a laugh that you are probably very acquainted with by now, only this time it’s LOUDER, wracking inside your skull. ]

FOOLISH WORMS! THIS IS MY DOMAIN NOW. YOU SHALL ALL PERISH. TORN ASUNDER. NOTHING LEFT.

[ Well then. ]

((Join #eyesontheprize if you can for coordination and easy communication.

Also, I futzed up by not putting up a mingle header. If you show up late and want to talk to Alpha in addition to/instead of the second NPC, let me know. I doubt many people really want to talk to Alpha though... ))

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From:

antreegonist

*he's backing away from the newly repainted markings, at least*

Shut up! You don't have the right!

From:

crimsonjewel

I'm sorry. It's- it's all my fault. If I hadn't taunted him...

From:

antreegonist

SHUT UP!

*it looks like he's yelling at the ceiling, actually*

From:

crimsonjewel

[That's... oddly reassuring, actually. Also yelling] Get out of his head! NOW!

From:

shednotearsformagic

Sunset, this was going to happen the moment we stepped into the heart, focus on helping Mithos.

From:

crimsonjewel

[nods. Shaken, but working to re-focus and do just that] Th-thank you.

From:

shednotearsformagic

[Nods, but yes, focusing on the screaming person.]

From:

crimsonjewel

[after Mithos has been Esunaed] I think we're probably done here. Where do you think we should go next?

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

...perhaps the white place?

From:

crimsonjewel

[nods] All right.

From:

stigmateyes

[ As you head for the white path, it becomes apparent that the reason for the white is the massive snowstorm that has overtaken this path, roaring and blasting you with enough force that you might fall down if you’re not steady enough. It’s impossible to see amid the violent gusts of frigid white. And there is an overwhelming sense of fear all around.

But there is also a speck of purple moving around in all that mess. ]