Her scream rang out across the psychological terrain, causing a ripple
beneath the surface to shift along the ground. The floor that was hard
against her fingertips and backside suddenly rumbled as if there was an
earthquake taking place. The metallic tiles broke apart and some seemed to
vanish while others wrinkled up and sent the Kaiser sailing up on top of a
mountain. Though the spikes and crevices were the same color of forbidden
red as the smooth tiling once was, the environment changed dramatically.
Her voice seemed to have been the cause of such disruption.
"DAMN YOU!" The devil figure howled as his chest collided against the peak, moving too fast for him to jump off. The piece he was on significantly grew to the very top where nothing could be seen from the height and darkness of it. He would have kicked and roared if there was enough time, except he was pushed by an invisible force against the ever-rising pillar. As he disappeared into the darkness, his voice also seemed to vanish, leaving Miyako Inoue alone to regain her composer.
"...What was that? Ken? Where are you? I know you're here...Somewhere." Moving to her feet, the lavender-haired researcher leaned against a spike that was twice her height. Narrowing her eyes to focus and look around at the random changes, she spotted the way that a certain group of strategically placed columns were arranged in steps leading to a door that was scraped at a sideways angle into the wall. The scratches that formed it were deformed and made the door have a warped appearance, different from those that were around. "Are you in there..? Is that where he has you chained?"
Whispering words to herself, the familiar feeling swept across her like a ghost, pulling her towards the door that was definitely the key...As to what key it was, she did not know. A shiver crawled up her spine with cold fingertips, the feeling of nervous fear trailing the sensation. The world around her became silent and still, her steady footsteps echoing off the walls as if she were inside a tomb. "Ken, I'll find you Ken. Help me please. We can do this.." Taking the first step she paused and looked at the door from behind her crystal clear eyeglasses.
A brief feeling of uncertainty pierced the back of her mind as she took the next step, only two more to go. She wondered why it suddenly became easy, though shrugged it off. She obviously defeated the Kaiser and brought Ken back to life in a way, unless she was jumping to conclusions, not a smart thing to do. Walking past the last two steps, she bent down and reached for the door handle without inspecting it first. Two hands took form and before she could pull back they grabbed her arm and pulled her into the second layer.
"That's bad planning on your part, Marvin. You should think ahead when interfering with the life of another you know." Joe cleared his throat and scratched leisurely at his chin, watching the bead of sweat make a trail across the fuzzy skin of Marvin, second researcher in command. Raising an eyebrow, Joe tapped the bottom part of his pen against the clipboard he held, awaiting some form of response with casual impatience.
"Life of another. This man has no life, Doctor. He is a serial killer you know, unless you've forgotten his sad little story already. When he's out, either cured or uncured he'll remain with this section until he dies. The courts have given him to us to study his behavioral patterns." The man standing before the hidden window grumbled defensively, casting a sideways glance to Dr.Kido, a man whom he found bothersome. The sound of his pen clicking against the paper ticked away at the back of his mind like the clock of a time bomb. Did this man make an effort to be as annoying as he was?
"You seem to be abusing that power over this mans life. What would happen if the justice system were to hear of this?" Blinking a few times, Joe smirked a little and kept on clicking his stylish silver pen. Observing the way Marvin squared his jaw and appeared to be grinding his teeth at a slow rate that was increasing gradually, he could tell he was indeed annoying this man. Sighing, Joe knew he was out of line and definitely out of character, but something about this guy set him off incorrectly.
"Sir, her pace is normal. She's doing fine." The young man at the computer cut into both their thoughts, giving off good news before Marvin had a chance to ask for what had to be the twentieth time of Miyako's regularity. He sounded on edge and awaiting a command, the edge of his voice strained. Everybody seemed to be high strung in the little box of an area, as if they were all waiting for something of the extremes to happen.
Korr: Ne...Short and sweet, and apologiz for the last one. -_-; Whoo. Can't wait to finish this..
"DAMN YOU!" The devil figure howled as his chest collided against the peak, moving too fast for him to jump off. The piece he was on significantly grew to the very top where nothing could be seen from the height and darkness of it. He would have kicked and roared if there was enough time, except he was pushed by an invisible force against the ever-rising pillar. As he disappeared into the darkness, his voice also seemed to vanish, leaving Miyako Inoue alone to regain her composer.
"...What was that? Ken? Where are you? I know you're here...Somewhere." Moving to her feet, the lavender-haired researcher leaned against a spike that was twice her height. Narrowing her eyes to focus and look around at the random changes, she spotted the way that a certain group of strategically placed columns were arranged in steps leading to a door that was scraped at a sideways angle into the wall. The scratches that formed it were deformed and made the door have a warped appearance, different from those that were around. "Are you in there..? Is that where he has you chained?"
Whispering words to herself, the familiar feeling swept across her like a ghost, pulling her towards the door that was definitely the key...As to what key it was, she did not know. A shiver crawled up her spine with cold fingertips, the feeling of nervous fear trailing the sensation. The world around her became silent and still, her steady footsteps echoing off the walls as if she were inside a tomb. "Ken, I'll find you Ken. Help me please. We can do this.." Taking the first step she paused and looked at the door from behind her crystal clear eyeglasses.
A brief feeling of uncertainty pierced the back of her mind as she took the next step, only two more to go. She wondered why it suddenly became easy, though shrugged it off. She obviously defeated the Kaiser and brought Ken back to life in a way, unless she was jumping to conclusions, not a smart thing to do. Walking past the last two steps, she bent down and reached for the door handle without inspecting it first. Two hands took form and before she could pull back they grabbed her arm and pulled her into the second layer.
"That's bad planning on your part, Marvin. You should think ahead when interfering with the life of another you know." Joe cleared his throat and scratched leisurely at his chin, watching the bead of sweat make a trail across the fuzzy skin of Marvin, second researcher in command. Raising an eyebrow, Joe tapped the bottom part of his pen against the clipboard he held, awaiting some form of response with casual impatience.
"Life of another. This man has no life, Doctor. He is a serial killer you know, unless you've forgotten his sad little story already. When he's out, either cured or uncured he'll remain with this section until he dies. The courts have given him to us to study his behavioral patterns." The man standing before the hidden window grumbled defensively, casting a sideways glance to Dr.Kido, a man whom he found bothersome. The sound of his pen clicking against the paper ticked away at the back of his mind like the clock of a time bomb. Did this man make an effort to be as annoying as he was?
"You seem to be abusing that power over this mans life. What would happen if the justice system were to hear of this?" Blinking a few times, Joe smirked a little and kept on clicking his stylish silver pen. Observing the way Marvin squared his jaw and appeared to be grinding his teeth at a slow rate that was increasing gradually, he could tell he was indeed annoying this man. Sighing, Joe knew he was out of line and definitely out of character, but something about this guy set him off incorrectly.
"Sir, her pace is normal. She's doing fine." The young man at the computer cut into both their thoughts, giving off good news before Marvin had a chance to ask for what had to be the twentieth time of Miyako's regularity. He sounded on edge and awaiting a command, the edge of his voice strained. Everybody seemed to be high strung in the little box of an area, as if they were all waiting for something of the extremes to happen.
Korr: Ne...Short and sweet, and apologiz for the last one. -_-; Whoo. Can't wait to finish this..