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[fuckyou_chorus]

[an indeterminate period of time ago (mainly because i am too damn lazy to look it up) your characters may have found themselves in the strangest of places - the minds of other people. There, they could learn all sorts of interesting things about their fellow detainees, such as their horrible love for disco

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[moondropkick]

[you find yourself in a lush, wooded area. it's dark out, all the stars and full moon out in the sky above. the forest has a wild sort of beauty, the twisting roots of tall trees mingling with moss and fallen leaves on the ground, rich shades of green and brown in the night.

occasionally, at the very edge of your vision, you may see a hint of movement, or maybe a pair of glowing eyes. as soon as you turn to look, though, there's no trace of what you thought you had seen.

to your left, you can see what appears to be a rough trail shaping between the trees. to the right, the woods seem to grow denser, and you can see fireflies darting among the vegetation.

where do you go?]

[hardlyboy]

[left trail, cocking her gun just in case]

[moondropkick]

[the roots on the ground become thicker, more entangled and harder to move through. the tree branches hang down low, obscuring your view and blocking your way.

as you continue, you notice that part of the ground seems to be growing at an incline. do you follow it, or stay on the level part?]

[hardlyboy]

[follow the incline!]

[moondropkick]

[at first it seems to be rather leisurely, but it quickly turns steep. as you climb the fireflies begin to decrease in number, and it seems as though the trees are thinning out. you begin to smell smoke and something with a sharp tang, like iron.

do you continue?]

[hardlyboy]

[climbing higher]

[moondropkick]

[trees seem to completely disappear in an instance, and you find yourself at on the edge of a cliff, in mountainous terrain. the air is thick with smoke and ash, and below you can make out various fires along the steppes and plateaus of the mountains. there's a din of crackling flame and the sound of steel on steel, and, occasionally, great monstrous roars that shake the rock all around.

there is ledge and rough-hewn steps leading downward. do you follow them?]

[hardlyboy]

[heck yeah I do]

[moondropkick]

[it's not the easiest climb down, but it's not very long before you come to a flat landing. the noise is louder, and there seems to be an aura of frenzy all around.

there are more stairs at the end of the ledge, and small nook in the mountain wall to the right that seems to be oddly silent.

what do?

[hardlyboy]

[heading for that nook]

[moondropkick]

[you're sure you hear something as you approach it, tentative movement, or maybe a harsh breath.

before you can get close enough to see inside, someone bounds out, aiming low to tackle Naoto]

[hardlyboy]

[werktjreksllgfjnhg;nj tackled, scrambles to fight them off]

[moondropkick]

[you throw your attacker of successfully! you can see now that it's a girl, no older than ten, covered in ash and blood. she struggles to stand back up, legs shaking]

Get out of here!

[hardlyboy]

[eyes widen]

--Judith...?

[moondropkick]

This isn't any place for you!

[hardlyboy]

--but you're not safe either. Are you injured?