Chapter Thirteen
It was chaotic being in the closet, a mixture of dizziness, blindness and plain old disorientation.
"Doctor? I whispered, suddenly. It had seemed like no one had come in behind and I was all alone in the vast sea of nothing. Then the white rippled and changed, revealing the outline of a man holding an unconscious girl in his arms.
"I'm here, Rose," He said loudly.
"Why can't I fully see you?" I asked hurriedly.
"There must be some sort of Vashna Layer in here."
"What a Vashna Layer?"
"It's a piece of Freyen tech, used in prisons to make you feel alone." He stated simply. Or at least simply for him.
"So… so what do I do?" I asked, "Just keep walking?"
"Seems about right." And all though I couldn't see him I could hear the grin in his voice, the smile on his cheeks. We walked together side by side, me and my invisible friend.
I hear Amy enter, Eleven, Tyler and Jennette on her heals. The room fills with noise and the sound of confusion.
"What's happening?" Tyler asked, dumbfounded. Eleven explained hastily, but still covering more ground than Ten. But I tuned him out, focused on walking straight. This once simple action now presented new challenges. The disorienting amount of white lights and isolation made it hard for me to keep in one direction. Unsteadily I continued to walk on the unclear path.
Just as I seemed to get the hang of it a shape moved in front of me and rippled into existence.
"Ah!" A sharp, girlish scream pierced the air. I looked to see who's mouth it came from and saw a manly frame bumping straight into my breast.
"Urgh, Tyler!" I murmured.
"Sorry," He muttered, "This stupid Vashna voodoo is messing with my head."
"Yeah, I know the feeling," I whispered back.
An Amy sized shape moved in front of us, on and on her hip the other playing with a piece of her red, red hair. "How are we even supposed to find whatever it is we are looking for when we can't see anything?"
"What even are we looking for?" Tyler shot back, giving the older woman a petty fight.
"I don't know," She fought back, "Why don't we console the living dead over there. I mean, she is your girlfriend right?"
"Oh, shut your hole," Tyler snarled.
"Children!" Eleven shouted, "That. Is. Enough!"
We continued to walk in silence for what seemed like ages until I finally had to ask.
"What are we looking for?" I echoed, trying hard to keep my voice steady.
"Whatever is keeping the creature that possessed Casey captive." Eleven quickly responded.
"And ideas on what that might look like?" I asked. The room decided to stay silent so I continued, "You know… does it have fangs? Or is it like a prison with bars and stuff? Possibly an alien-"
I stopped dead in my tracks. Right in front of me, were only i could see stood a large tank. And inside the silver cage filled with some unearthly liquid was a quaint, tiny girl.