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deadendsmile2014-03-16 09:11 pm
inlogic) wrote in deadendsmile2014-03-16 09:11 pm
In Logic, the Symbolic Dream
It's been a few months since the situation with Rust and Irezumi was settled. No dreams or unexpected trips to another person's mind happen. No monsters that don't obey the laws of physics and reality appearing. As far as everything was concerned the world went on without knowledge of who the Oni or Rust was. Almost as if those horrors never existed. But that isn't going to last.
It's any old day and any old situation when this begins. Hiroshi could have been in class and nodded off. He could have been going to sleep or just about to wake. As long as his eyes close for a period of time, he will feel a tug like a sudden thought in his mind before being pulled into that same void. The fall down the pitch black abyss is long and cold but the impact with the ground is surprisly soft this time.
The area he finds himself in is much like the one in Irezumi's mind, a black void that emits occasional static like a faulty TV set. Unlike his, however, is the color of the ground. Blue is scattered around like scribbles in a book or rather, as the image may invoke, scribbles drawn on the floor and ceiling from a place that's probably very familiar by this point. The door before him is the exact same as the one to the entrance of the mansion as well. But there's no shaking the feeling, regardless of the set up, of warmth in this place. It too was familiar in a way that Hiroshi has been here before. It's his own home, his own mind this time, without being connected to anyone else. But as always in this place, someone or something is watching.
Welcome back to the Nexus.
It's any old day and any old situation when this begins. Hiroshi could have been in class and nodded off. He could have been going to sleep or just about to wake. As long as his eyes close for a period of time, he will feel a tug like a sudden thought in his mind before being pulled into that same void. The fall down the pitch black abyss is long and cold but the impact with the ground is surprisly soft this time.
The area he finds himself in is much like the one in Irezumi's mind, a black void that emits occasional static like a faulty TV set. Unlike his, however, is the color of the ground. Blue is scattered around like scribbles in a book or rather, as the image may invoke, scribbles drawn on the floor and ceiling from a place that's probably very familiar by this point. The door before him is the exact same as the one to the entrance of the mansion as well. But there's no shaking the feeling, regardless of the set up, of warmth in this place. It too was familiar in a way that Hiroshi has been here before. It's his own home, his own mind this time, without being connected to anyone else. But as always in this place, someone or something is watching.
Welcome back to the Nexus.
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Hell no. Not again.
He nodded, even though he couldn't be seen, and fumbled towards the back wall, hoping to find the backup light. It was around here somewhere, he was sure of it.
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With the lights back on, Hiroshi can see some interesting things. The Oni had yet to change its form back to its original, monstrous shape and instead was still "Takeshi". The reason for that may seem to be a practical one. While the basement itself was unusually large the ceiling was low. If it changed forms then maybe it would get stuck. But had that stopped it before, back in the mansion?
Either way, it had Irezumi down from a punch to the stomach. Hiroshi will have to be watching closely but on the ground there's that organic rust spilled like blood, although neither of them seemed hurt. Finally, the door creaks open on its own.
Darkness takes over again when the light actually shatters this time. With the door open, their escape was clear, if Hiroshi could get to Irezumi. But he had to ask himself...where were his other two 'friends', if they all came looking for him like Rust said?
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He gritted his teeth through the pain, forcing the switch down. Turning, he saw Irezumi down on the ground in the brief moment of light they had. But it was enough for him. He didn't have time to think about things right now. Instinct Hiroshi took over from Thinking Hiroshi, as it had in the past. He dashed towards where he remembered seeing Irezumi, reaching down to grab him by the arm as he made his way to the door as quickly as he could. He wasn't going to abandon ANYBODY this time.
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The door remained open for them but doesn't shut behind them either. The Oni could come up at any moment when it wanted to and there's something going on upstairs as well, loud noises and things breaking.
And the front door is locked, if he tried. "Back door," Irezumi muttered. "Rust can't have shut everything..."