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Post by RabidGravity » Mon May 25, 2020 2:36 am

Lalou went down after the others, scooting past them to where Corinna and Rion were. He wasn't letting his best friends leave him behind in this dark, possibly infested tunnel. He grabbed lightly onto Rion's shirt so as to not trip or fall.

It was like a pull that he couldn't refuse no matter how nervous it all was making him. A tug on his very being that was forcing him to take step after step. Of course he was curious and worried for his friends, but Lalou wasn't sure if it was safe to be down here and that made him scared. He pretty much clung to Rion the whole way, looking for the protection that his general aura provided.

When they got to the first room, Lalou got even more skittish. One might think him excited about all the trinkets and things, but this didn't feel right. The trinkets didn't feel like harmless little lion buttons or pretty emerald pins or fancy colored fans. They felt like they carried a dark aura with them. It felt unnatural to see small figures floating in jars or the glowing room.

Getting to the second room set all of Lalou's nerves on fire. Goosebumps stood on end on his arms and the hair on the back of his neck raise like a fearful cat's fur. Everything felt wrong. Around the room the home-bound books stared back at him and the glowing made him feel an animal like fear. If anyone were to touch him besides his two protectors, he feared he might lash out in a distinctly un-Lalou like way. His mind felt muddled with fear and he clung ever closer to Rion, looking for the safety he felt in the upper part of the house.

"Just get it over with Cor," he whispered in an uncharacteristic snarl. Nearly hissing the words. He wasn't looking at her or the book, hoping to get out of the place soon. The tug he had felt earlier had eased, but the fear would not. He just hoped whatever Corinna and the others decided to do wouldn't get any of them in dire straits.

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Post by Golden_ » Tue May 26, 2020 12:14 am

Despite the liquid courage, Jordan watched in initial horror as the first sacrificial lamb climbed down the ladder into nothingness. Then, one by one, the party-goers proved their recklessness by following suit, eventually leaving only a handful of those more apprehensive. Strangely, as each person disappeared, the young man felt more inclined to go. Perhaps it was the idea of strength in numbers? No, that wasn't it. Jordan wasn't one to give into peer pressure. More than likely, it was because of Iris, who had called out to him before joining the others. If anything happened, he'd never forgive himself. So after a brief moment of contemplation, Jordan pushed that alarm-bell feeling away, and reached for the ladder.

As he climbed down, careful not to put too much weight on a single rung, Jordan hunched his shoulders forward. It was a tight fit for him, which brought about the first inkling of clausterphobia. The tunnel wasn't much better. The walls loomed on either side of him, making his heart race the further along they went. By the time they reached the first room, Jordan felt like he was coming up for air. It was larger, illuminated, and completely filled with interesting trinkets.

For the first time, curiosity took a greater hold over him, causing him to explore the room like everyone else. He found himself drawn to the corner containing numerous types of weaponry. The blades gleamed against the warm light, while the intricately carved handles just begged to be held. He'd never seen anything like them in real life, though they reminded him of the type of weapons available in video games. His fingertips ran across one of the blades, admiring the craftsmanship and appearance of the sword. While doing so, a faint ringing sound appeared, one that reminded him of a knife slicing through the air. It was distant, and seemed to be coming from behind an ornate bookshelf. Jordan turned his head to listen, though nobody else seemed to be paying the sound any mind. It stopped as soon as his gentle touch receded from the blade. His brows furrowed, and once again, he touched a sword, this time wrapping a hand around the handle. The sound returned, which brought a slight smile to his face. There was no explanation for it, but it was certainly curious.

With his mind occupied by the curiosity, he hardly noticed what the others were doing, at least until they found the second room. The room where that ringing sound was coming from... At that point, he left the corner, slowly following after the group towards the mystery room. As he walked, his gaze flew across the other items in the room, and to the map that the siblings had sprawled out on the table. It wasn't familiar to him, but it did give him the same impression as the swords. This had to belong to some fantasy game or world someone had created. It was pretty impressive and well thought-out, from the weapons, books, scribbled drawings of fictional creatures...

The second room was smaller, but equally as curious. What struck Jordan was the lack of light supply, yet the glowing energy within. As Corinna flipped through the book, uneasiness once again filled Jordan's core. Especially the mention of the other side, and the creepy instructions on how to get there. That's when logic returned, causing Jordan to nope his way out of chanting some cult-ish incantation. "Fuck that," he muttered, stepping back into the first room. He wasn't much of a believer when it came to the paranormal and fantastical, but everything seemed to be straight out of a fictional story. He'd sooner stick to exploring the swords and jars filled with goop than that shit.
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Post by Cr25pltro6 » Wed May 27, 2020 9:56 pm

Bob felt on edge as everybody came down the ladder and crowded into the corridor. Something felt wrong and he couldn't quite place it. The long five minute walk, which felt like five hours, down the corridor only served to increase the unease building in his stomach. Just when he was about to turn back, they had finally come to the end of the long stretch where a door stood waiting for them. This, however, did not soothe him because there was light glowing from behind the door. How did an abandoned house, devoid of human life for years, with no electricity somehow have a light source in the basement? This was a red flag and he was gonna-

Stay and look for more loot

He was gonna stay and look for more loot. He didn't come all the way down here and make himself look like a fool just to bail now. He went through the door and came upon a strange room. The room was filled with strange jars that were filled with substances that looked stolen right out of a horror film and books that were about topics that were extremely out of place to be in a creepy basement. In the center of the room laid a large table with clasps on the corners of it. All these things, while eye-catching to the others, didn't hold his attention for long.

No, he was focused more on the left side of the room that held a large array of weapons and armor. Holy shit, he was right to come with these bunch of losers! Assuming that these antiques were genuinely from the medieval era (Which is likely. Since the last man to live here was elderly and the chances of him being into cosplay were low) the price he could set for them online was high. Bob quickly started to grab as many weapons as he could hide on his body without anybody noticing, which was three daggers that he carefully slipped into his waistband.

He briefly registered that his "peers" were doing something in the background as he started to form a plan to come back later for the rest of the treasure. Maybe he could get Meathead and some thugs to help him? Nah, they would want to be paid with either weapons or money. The nerds? Yeah, all they would want is the odd weapon for research and that wouldn't bite too much into his bottom line. His thoughts were interrupted as the group opened a bookshelf. It wasn't the noise that brought him out of his plans, no that would make too much sense. It was the giant wave of uneasiness that slammed into him when the bookshelf was opened. Yep, he got what he came for, it's time to-

Go into the secret door

Time to go into the secret door of course! If the guy who abandoned this house left gold coins and expensive medieval armor lying around, what did he hide behind a secret door? Something priceless he'd bet!

He went through the secret door with the rest of the group. The room was small, but held a lot of intriguing things in it. The walls were lined with bookshelves stuffed with what appeared to be self-written books. One such book was put on a pedestal in the middle of the room and it was creepy as everything else down here. However, something about it just demanded his attention. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring himself to look away. Corinna flipped her way through the pages until she found a certain page that read "How to get to the other side" that gave directions on how to do a chant. No, he had to put his foot down here. Answering Corinna's question as to who would join her in the chant with a serious tone that completely broke his earlier persona, he said

"Yeah dudes. This sounds completely tubular! I'm with ya Cory, let's party!!!
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Post by JoJoTheZombie » Thu May 28, 2020 1:29 pm

One by one the rest of the piled in the faux chest that let them to an eerie underground corridor. The voice, it was even louder down here. The voice was also becoming more discernable, recognizing that it sounded much more like a woman's voice than a man. There was a sweetly appealing tone to it that hooked Raymond's curiosity more than before. Ray tried to shake it off, not feeling the anxiety and fear the others must've been feeling underground. He was sure by now that most of then would be telling themselves to turn around. Not Raymond. Go forward.

Raymond watched as Corinna and Rion took the lead, marching them down the corridor towards an inexplainable light at the end of the tunnel. Once the source of the light came into view, Ray glanced back to look at Jay and Lark, hoping the two of them were still right behind him. With a small conformation nod he turned and fearlessly followed Corinna into the abnormality that was this pre-lit room with not light source.

The entire idea of this room was hard for Raymond to wrap his head around. Who would put something like this down here? A cult leader? Serial killer? A warlock from the 9th dimension? Who the fuck knows. So all those questions that the ones around him were stammering out would ultimately be pointless. The probability of finding the true answer was fairly slim.

Raymond took another glance around the room at the gold, the armor, and the weapons for sure. The weapons. Somebody was 'silently' rummaging through and collecting whatever they could hide on their person. Bob. Yes, Ray had caught him im the act, steppong over to Bob with a displeased look on his face. Not because he was stealing, because he hadn't cut Ray in on it. Swiftly Ray grabbed one of the remaining daggers and concealed it on his person before turning to the others without so much of a word.

Another fucking door? Seriously? What was with these American s and their secret rooms? What could they be hiding down here other than weapons and gold? Though without even so much as a sexond thought Ray gollowed them into the next room, hearing the tail end of Corinna's talk about the book she had found. 'The otherside.' Without any hesitstion at all Raymond chimed in. "Let's get on with it already." His thick Aussie accent stuck through as he merged himself with the group, folding his arms as he looked down at the book.

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Post by Monika » Fri May 29, 2020 11:34 pm

Marina sighed a bit when she heard her name. She wondered what all the fuss was about, but wasn't sure if she wanted to check it out. Then again, if Iris was calling her, it might have been something interesting. She got up and headed to find where they went.
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Post by Orophin » Tue Jun 02, 2020 10:01 am

The people who had been at the door soon went inside. Afterwards it didn't take too much more time before Vincent eventually saw another vehicle drive past the house. This time it was a box style jeep. Another vehicle that didn't belong to anyone from the area. He knew that had to mean other guests where showing up soon. While he waited he noticed movement on the second floor in one of the windows. It seemed the teens were just muling around the house like it was just any other place. He was beginning to think that they all just might be insane.

A few moments later two girls and another guy walked up and joined the others at the house. At which point it almost seemed like activity in the house picked up at the exact same time. For one thing two of the teens who had arrived earlier, all be it at different times, ended up walking out the back door of the house and hanging out a bit. The female looked like possibly the same one who had looked our the window just a little earlier, and who had also been one of the people to meet those who had arrived in the coupe. Of which the boy had been one of the ones to do so. She and the boy seemed to talk a bit. At the same time things had seemed to get more active inside from what little he could see.

The people standing outside the back door had put a bit of a kink in his plans. Because now he couldn't get closer until they left. He noticed movement from some shadows in one of the first floor windows and those movements seemed somewhat hurried. He began to get really anxious wondering just what was going on inside. Eventually though the two at the back door finally went back inside. Vincent wanted to rush towards the house but decided it would be better to wait a few moments to make sure that no one else came outside. After a few small moments he put his binoculars back in his bag and then moved as quickly and stealthily as he could towards the house.

Once he got there he looked through a window at the front of the house and saw a girl standing up from the floor inside the house. Who then seemed to begin to move somewhere further inside. At the site of this he circled around to the back of the house and peeked through a window to make sure no one was in the room that the back door connected to. Once he was sure it was all clear he carefully opened the back door just enough to be able to slip through. He then once again closed the door and began to quietly and carefully move through the house.

It didn't take long for him to reach what must have been essentially some sort of old foyer communal area at the front of the house. No one seemed to be around and he couldn't hear anything so he decided to take a look around in the room. First he spotted what appeared to be a small collection of old nicknacks that had most likely been collected from some other part of the house. Amongst them he spotted an old pocket watch which he decided to take. If he cleaned it up it might be worth some money, or if he needed to he could always use it for spare parts for the pocket watch he already had. Then he spotted a small sort of box that he immediately noticed as an old style compass. That he took as well. Because once again he could clean it up and possibly sell it for a decent amount of money, but also because it wouldn't hurt to have an extra compass on him and he had always wanted one of the older styles of compasses anyways. Both of these items he immediately stuck into a side pocket of his rucksack.

After that he looked around the room and soon spotted the assortment of alcohol that had been set out so he walked over to it. There was a lot of it and it seemed like multiple bottles of every type had been brought. So surely these teens wouldn't miss a little of it. Hell, based on the bottles that where opened already it was possible they wouldn't be clear headed enough to notice if he had took half their stock. But he didn't plan on doing that. Instead he only wanted four bottles. He pulled his rucksack off his back and opened the main storage area up. He then pulled out a fair amount of his clothes bundles and considered what he wanted to take. Most people only thought about the alcohol as drinks. Which made sense considering that was it's original purpose and most people didn't have to consider survival like he did. However that didn't discredit it's many other uses.

Most people knew you could use alcohol as a disinfectant for wounds, but it could also be used to numb senses if necessary as well. Both as a general numbing for your senses or as a localized numbing agent if used appropriately. Or you could use it as a general cleaner for both items and people if no other options where available. Of course you could use it to also more easily start a fire or to cook with as well. Not to mention many other possible potential uses. That didn't change the fact that he would probably drink at least a little of what he took because the drinks were also good relaxants if not used in excess. He grabbed one unopened bottle of vodka, whiskey, rum, and bourbon each. He then wrapped them each in some of his clothes before placing them in his bag. He then took the rest of the clothes he had pulled out and set them up as buffers tightly between the bottles so that they would be much less likely to brake. Once that was done he picked his bag up and slung it back on his back.

Once that was complete he decided to see where the others had disappeared to in the house. He had heard some light sounds coming from the way that the girl he had seen through the window had seemed to go in. So he figured that would be the best place to check first. He moved in that direction taking extra caution to be even more silent so he hopefully wouldn't be caught. Not far in the direction he was headed he ended up spotting a door that was opened to what appeared to be some sort of storage room or other. Since the door was standing wide open it seemed reasonable to think that the other teens may have headed in this direction. Even if it had only been for a second. So he began to walk carefully through the room. Making sure to try to visually inspect everything in the room as he went along. It didn't take long for him to see the other door and he began to head in it's direction as he continued to inspect the area around him. Right as he was about to cross the doors threshold he spotted a light glint from a corner of the room. It reminded him of light reflected off of metal. He was curious as to what it had been so he moved in the direction that he had noticed the glint come from.

He soon spotted the top of some intricate pole looking item that was hidden behind some boxes that seemed to have been placed purposefully to hide the pole. It was hidden so well that if his own senses hadn't been on high alert already he probably would've completely missed it himself. He carefully moved the boxes that were in the way and found a decently open area around the pole. Now that he was looking at the pole up close he noticed that it was actually some sort of wooden staff. It almost looked like a cross between a walking staff and a quarter staff in his opinion. It had metal tips on each end and occasional metal rings placed at intervals along it's shaft with intricate details carved all along the wood. Next to it was a small table, and on the table was two bandoliers. Each bandolier held a decent number of throwing daggers and an assortment of what appeared to be blowgun darts.

At this discovery he slipped his rucksack off once again and quickly threw the bandoliers diagonally over his body and placed them where they seemed to properly cross each other. In fact he even noticed some strings that seemed like they were intended to tie the bandoliers together once they had been set in place. So he quickly notted them together and then reset the straps on the backs of the bandoliers which where used to tighten them until they fit him appropriately. He then put his rucksack back on but this time decided he would tie the bags safety straps around his waist to make sure the bag was secure to him. He just had a feeling like with the way things were going something really bad was bound to happen at any moment. He then grabbed the staff and decided he would take it with him. He wondered about the blowgun darts on the bandoliers and hopped he might spot the blowgun that was meant to use them but he didn't see anything. If he was lucky he might find the accompanying weapon elsewhere in the house while he inspected the strange, and creepy for that matter, old building.

He stepped out from the small clearing and leaned the staff against the nearby wall as he replaced all of the boxes that he had moved. He didn't want anyone to notice that the boxes had been moved in case someone else came in behind him. Once he was done he grabbed the staff again and headed back towards the door he had been near earlier. Once he reached it he stuck his head a little passed the doors threshold and immediately regretted ever even looking at the old house in the first place. Because he was slammed in his chest by alarms of danger as he felt his mind and gut tell him he should not only run from the house as fast as he could and never look back, but that he should also after doing so never even come near the old place again. However he couldn't make himself leave. In fact he seemed not to be able to make himself do anything at all.

His body just stood in the doorway for a moment before slowly moving into the room and heading to a chest deeper in the room. He could see that the chest held no floor and that there was a ladder that lead to only God knows where. But as he yelled in his own mind for his body to escape the place like his life depended on it, because he was now sure it did. He was devastated by the knowledge that his body simply would not comply even in the slightest to any of his wishes. What instead happened was he took the staff and slipped it down between his rucksack and his own back. Then his body stepped into the chest and began to climb down the ladder into what appeared to be some sort of long tunnel. His body stopped once it reached the bottom of the ladder and he tried even harder to wrestle back control of himself but it was to no avail. It was like someone else had control of him and he could only watch as they did whatever they wanted with his own body.

His body stared in the direction the tunnel clearly went and then, without even reaching for a light source of any kind, it just began to quickly head down the long tunnel. His body retrieved the staff from between his bag and his back as he continued down the tunnel. He could feel how he carried it also, even if he couldn't see anything around him in the tunnels pitch blackness. He held it as if it was a weapon to be used at the slightest suggestion of danger. A notion that didn't exactly fill him with confidence in the slightest. His body moved quickly, and while he wasn't noisily moving along exactly, his body was still making more noise than he carried for it to do at any time. But especially in the current situation with things being what they were.

Eventually he reached what appeared to be some sort of door. Or at least it did based on the light that seemed to be seeping through from between what he guessed was it's frame and door. As he approached it he could feel his heart beat wildly out of control in pure terror as his free hand reached up as if it intended to open the fast approaching door without any consideration at all of just what exactly might be on the other side. It was at this moment he was almost one hundred percent certain that he was about to die some sort of horrible death. But whatever happened he felt certain enough that he wouldn't be much longer in the world that he grown up in and come to know. Of course, he couldn't even begin to guess that he wasn't even aware of just how right that thought of his actually was.
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Post by EyesOfIce » Wed Jun 03, 2020 6:59 pm

While some of the others agreed to her peers seemed to go along with the little fun, others were more reluctant and seemingly stayed back. She could sorta understand but at the same time, they had all gone to have fun, hadn’t they? Nevertheless, she was going to do it, and the passage in the book didn’t specify how many people needed to do this -if it even worked that is. Which she knew it didn’t. How could it?

Rion on the other hand was not as keen on doing what the book said, however, he was going to remain in the glowing book room so that he could watch over Corinna and the others who had decided to join in on this stupid little game. “As soon as this is over, we are leaving… I just don’t feel right down here.” He mumbled as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

Corinna rolled her eyes at Rion’s remark and then turned to face the book again. She pointed out the chunk of writing that had been spaced separately and gave everyone a chance to read it. “Should we like… hold hands or something? I mean… it just says to say it…” She looked up once again and around the group before shrugging. “It also says… to close your eyes to help with possible nausea?” She then laughed and shrugged again. “Alright, eyes closed it is.”

Rion’s heart began to beat faster as soon as the group began to recite the small “spell” or whatever was written in the book. The first time they completed the incantation he felt a small bit of relief as he looked around as saw that everyone was still alive and well. Then, as they began the second round of reciting the words the pressure in the room seemed to shift. By the third time they had repeated the words the world around them began to feel as though it was shifting, and then suddenly the ground seemed to disappear from underneath their feet. It was at this point that Rion began to truly panic, and snapped it eyes closed. But even with his eyes closed, he could still see the different colored flashing lights that seemed to be whizzing and swirling all around him. After a second of this, he began to call out for Corinna when his feet suddenly hit the ground, and the force caused him to bend his knees and throw out his arms in order to keep his balance.

Corinna was not as lucky as her brother though, for when her feet connected with the ground again, she fell back with great force and sputtered as she tried to breathe again. Then, once she had her breath under control, she sat up and finally opened her eyes. “Holy shit.” She whispered as she slowly looked around, he widened eyes scanning her surroundings.

Everyone who had been down in the passageway or within the rooms under the house was scattered around the ground on a hill, and at the very peak of the hill stood a large black tree that had no leaves. To anyone the tree could probably be written off as just some dead tree, but when close to it, the tree almost seemed to be pulsing with life. All around the hill a desert seemed to stretch, however it wasn’t your typical sandy dunes, the ground seemed to have cracks along it, and the ground itself seemed to be a brownish-grey color. The strangest thing though, was that there seemed to be black veins underneath the surface reaching for miles and miles. Every direction seemed to be nothing but this strange desert, except for one in which the horizon was filled with a tree line to a forest. This forest didn’t seem that far from the hill that the group found themselves on, however it almost seemed to have a light haze above and in the tree tops.

“What? Where? What the fuck is going on?” Corinna cried out obviously confused and slightly distressed. She scrambled to her feet and looked around at the others, before then walking over to Rion.

“I… unless we’re having some sort of weird combined dream… I think that stupid spell thing worked…” He said as he looked back with his analyzing eyes. “I think you’ve done something very bad.” He said lowly as he stared down at his sister. He let out a frustrated push of air through his nostrils, and then moved past Corinna in order to check on the others. “Is everyone okay?” He asked as he walked up the hill a bit to get a better look. He figured some of the others might have been on the other side of the hill as well, and moving to the top would give him a better look.
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Post by Avocadomydudez » Wed Jun 03, 2020 8:12 pm

As they began to say the spell, Iris had moved herself, her arms no longer wrapped around Corinna. Her eyes were closed- for the first few moments of the spell until she felt a sudden lifting, though she wasn’t exactly being lifted, moreso the ground they were once standing on had just suddenly disappeared. A light seeming to spin around her, causing her to feel dizzy. She could see Corinna’s hair, but the faster the light went, the more she felt sick to her stomach. Before the finishing of the placement, Iris closed her eyes once more, she hadn’t felt her feet place, but as soon as the did her entire body fell back as her feet felt of jello.

A small crack sounded in her back pocket, and Iris groaned- knowing her phone would be broke. But her eyes would stay shut a few seconds longer, her body feeling as if was on a merry go round. Feeling at any moment she was going to puke. Hearing Rion Iris made the gesture of raising her left arm from the ground and giving a thumbs up before opening her eyes. Huffing lightly Iris would peel her arms out of her bag before sitting up, her back now in serious pain, and her also feeling a bit sick, but it would soon ware off the more she looked around, her slow movements to get to where she was standing up. “Woaaah...” Iris would mutter, looking around, her eyes soon scanning for Jordan. Grabbing her bag from the ground, making her way over to Corinna, noticing that she was the closest one she’d seen before scanning once again... “So Red...” her green eyes making there way to look back at Corinna before smiling. “What sorta shit have you gotten us into..?” Iris would chuckle, trying to get her friend to smile after watching Rion walk away.

Iris’s feet were now beginning to hurt in her boots, but the shoes she had decided to pack were no better. “If I had known we were going hiking I would’ve dressed for the occasion.” She whispered to Corinna, trying to make the best out of this odd situation. In the past Iris would’ve probably had a mental breakdown if a strange book from the creepy old man had brought her to some barren deserted wasteland- but this wasn’t her past. This was sorta exciting, as if she were actually someone from an adventure movie or some shit. She was just taking the best that had come from the situation. Her hands lifted though to remove her scarf and to pull the sleeves up stomp her long and baggy white, knitted top. Her fingers interlocking around the scarf before stepping back and looking around once more, spotting a darker figure up the hill- Jordan.. “Come on Corinna,” she’d call, her feet already moving further up to get to her friend, her left hand holding the scarf as her arms swung at her sides whilst she made her way towards him.

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Post by RabidGravity » Wed Jun 03, 2020 10:17 pm

"Oh Lord. Ohh Goodness. Ohhh Madre Maria." Lalou stood warily in the barren wasteland on the other side of the hill. His heart was pounding, stomach turning, and limbs shaking as he held his hands over his eyes. He quickly peeked before groaning and laughing hysterically.

"This can't be real." He whined, taking in his surroundings and feeling out with his hands. He crouched to the ground and smoothed his hands over the cracked earth and then took a long look at the dusty dirt on his fingers. It was real all right.

Suddenly Lalou was aware of the others around him and Rion asking if they were all right. Iris' thumbs up could be seen over the hill and the comedic effect wasn't lost on Lalou. He giggled before he called out to Rion.

"I'll need a few years of therapy to process this, but physically I'm fine! How's our fearless leader?" He asked, referring to the fire-haired troublemaker.

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Re: The Other Side

Post by Wannderlust » Thu Jun 04, 2020 3:30 am

Jay stood between Lark and the others, as he joined in on reciting the words from the book, he closed his eyes, he wasn't aware of the changing world around him until it felt like a rig had been ripped out from under his feet. Jayson felt the ground disappear from beneath him, as the familiar room shifted and began to spin as well, before Jay knew, it felt like he was falling from a very high cliff. He tried reaching out for Lark, but felt nothing but air before his body connected with solid ground.

Jayson's feet had given out from under him and his body fell backwards, he was slightly dazed at first, unable to form any words or move for that matter as he stared up at the dead branches of the tree. However, he quickly snapped out of it as he rolled over and called out for his sister and Raymond he began to pick himself off the ground to see the others spread out over the hill.

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Lark repeated the words, over and over and over again. As they did, Lark felt the room began to change, a slightly pressure change here, than it almost looked like the room had began to spin before she knew it, the world around her was gone and she was falling away from her friends and brother. Lark let out a small scream of surprise, unable to hold it in, as her body fell down a rabbit hole, the deeper she went, the more she felt like Alice in Wonderland.

As the ground beneath her became clearer, she braced for the impacted, she landed slightly on her feet before tucking and rolling down the hill, what almost seemed like forever before she came to a short stop just near the bottom. Lark groaned softly as she slowly sat up, above her she could hear her name being called as others began to speak as well, Lark slowly stood up, as she did, she felt like her breath had been knocked for her.

They definitely weren't in the house anymore, as she stared at the dead tree that sat at the top of the hill, she began to think that maybe, just maybe, Rion was right and they should have just left things well enough alone.

Carefully Lark made her way back up the hill, other her shoulder throbbing, she felt fine which amazed her. How far had they fallen? She glanced up at the sky, seeing nothing but the sky before she looked back to where her friends were, and where did the end up anyways? Was that book some sort of portal? Was this the afterlife? She felt shivers run down her spine at the thought, she really hoped not.

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