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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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[thekingsgambit]

[Listening in on the various languages, trying to match them to what he's learned about the time period since it's obvious to him that wherever this is,it's a time that has long passed.

Also, regarding that angel steadily.]

[x_autnihil]

*They're all closed. Big and heavy, wooden...

Voices can be heard faintly behind them. It's hard to tell them apart. There are three doors and then the hallway turns sharply, heading towards the back of the building. It is darker back that way and those voices that could be heard from as soon as you entered the chapel seem to be coming from there.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Well, curiosity never killed the Lelouch; that was Suzaku. So toward the back!]

[x_autnihil]

*You'll hit stairs soon, going up and going down. Up seems brighter. Down... is definitely not. The voices are coming from down.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Lol, when has Lelouch ever been a fan of BRIGHT? Down it is.]

[x_autnihil]

*Down, down, down... There is an option to exit onto a lower level, or you can keep taking these stairs. There are more distinct voices coming from both directions. The ones from further down are certainly more... malicious. The ones from this floor are still negative, but--

Oh, it sounds like there's a dungeon downstairs.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Well, dungeon scenarios usually yield more information...]

[x_autnihil]

*Down you go! It's soon getting darker. Much, much, much darker... You may need to put your hand on the wall to steady yourself, and be certain to watch your step...*

[thekingsgambit]

[Does these things and listens very carefully.]

[x_autnihil]

*The steps are getting more uneven the farther down you go. It sounds like two male voices are arguing. One is cold and detached, the other is clearly pained. They both might sound oddly familiar, especially after you wake up later and find yourself back at Camp.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Pauses to see if he can make out anything being said.]

[x_autnihil]

*The cold voice: "...useless. You're useless... ...waste of my time..."

A cry of pain from the other person.

"...don't even deserve to live..."*

[thekingsgambit]

[How familiar are these voices, I wonder...]

[x_autnihil]

*...Well, they might not make you feel more comfortable about letting your sister spend time with Cesare, that's for sure.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.]

[x_autnihil]

*So. Back up the stairs? Or down more? The voices will get louder and more distinct the further you go.*