The inside of her house was no different from the rest of the Dark Realm. Except maybe for some of the dishes, they looked like they came from a China Cabinet. Clara opened her refrigerator and pulled out some ham, cheese, turkey, mustard, mayo, juice, and bread. Yes, she kept bread in the refrigerator.
It wasn't until she flipped on a light switch that the others were able to see her whole figure. She looked about a couple years younger than them, and her body size didn't really counter that. Her long, straight, black hair had been styled in such a way that only one eye could be seen. She also had a dagger strapped on her left side, for…obvious reasons.
She placed all of the condiments on a counter as if it was a buffet bar. She started serving herself when she looked at the Mikes and said, "Well, what are you just standing around for? The food isn't going to serve itself." The five took that into account and started making their own sandwiches.
Since they were all the same people, of course they would have the same sandwiches. Michael didn't like other stuff, rather than meat and cheese on his sandwich. The only thing different were the drinks they poured themselves. Green got Apple juice, Red got Cherry limeade, Blue chose water, Purple chose Grape juice, and Dark poured himself a nice, big glass of air (I don't think he was very thirsty.)
"So," Clara started, "Why do you guys think you need my help?"
"I, uh, kind of read something that sounded like a prophecy." Purple stated. "And we think it might have something to do with you."
As soon as Purple said the word "prophecy", Clara's eyes lit up. "Tell me more!" She demanded, excitedly.
Purple recited the prophecy, and Clara looked like she was thinking for a moment. And then, after a few minutes of silence, she finally said, "Well, it seems you've come to the right place." She stood up, and said, "Follow me." So the Mikes did.
She led them over to a bookshelf and picked out a book. She opened it up to a page that had a map on it. "This map will lead you to the key…I think." She explained.
"Well that's encouraging," Dark rolled his eyes.
"I'm not positive but I'm pretty sure that this would work." Clara explained, pulling something out of a bag. "It might be dangerous to go by yourselves," she pulled out a necklace of some sort. "Take this. This amulet will help you see things that you couldn't normally see. It will make things a whole lot easier for you, where you are going." She placed the amulet into Purple's hands and said, "Good luck."
"Wait," Purple sounded a little confused, "what about you, aren't you going to come?"
There was a long silence, but Clara spoke up, "I can't."
"You can't," Green said, "or you won't."
"Look," Clara said, with a little anger in her voice "I'm not allowed to leave the Dark world, because that stupid wizard, Vaati, placed a spell on me. So now I can't go in the sunlight without burning to a crisp. Now I'm stuck here in the Dark Realm."
"Do you know of any way that you could stop the curse?" Purple asked hopefully.
"The only ways I know of is to defeat the caster, destroy the caster's source of power, or to destroy the relic that keeps the spell intact."
"A relic?" Red asked curiously.
"I wouldn't know what it would be, but every time anyone casts a spell that lasts forever, its power clings itself to an object of some sort. That object would be called a relic. If a relic is destroyed, the spell will no longer have anything to latch on to, therefore the spell is broken."
"Would you have any clue what the relic is?" Blue asked.
"Like I told you before, I wouldn't know what it would be. Though Vaati did mention a pot that differs from the others, whatever that means."
"Alright," Dark said, "We'll be sure that we destroy the pot."
"Good luck, guys," Clara said.