Lost Lights/Wake Up
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You are in a matte grey cell, with a doorway secured by a red wall of light, the other three sides bare and windowless. You are lying on a strange machinne of some kind, with tubes of blue liquid attached in several places, ending in a syringe that seems to have fallen out of you arm. | You are in a matte grey cell, with a doorway secured by a red wall of light, the other three sides bare and windowless. You are lying on a strange machinne of some kind, with tubes of blue liquid attached in several places, ending in a syringe that seems to have fallen out of you arm. | ||
After laying still for a while, you sit up and push yourself off the bed-thing, noticing that one of the walls has collapsed at the bottom, possibly lsrge enough for you to squeeze through. | After laying still for a while, you sit up and push yourself off the bed-thing, noticing that one of the walls has collapsed at the bottom, possibly lsrge enough for you to squeeze through. | ||
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Revision as of 02:11, 8 March 2015
"May the Goddess, in all her glory and kindness, forgive your sins and guide your passage from this existence to the next, welcoming you into her great and beautiful realm of Dioxa". - Laurette Sands, acolyte of Saadian (final rites of prisoner 42564)
The light slowly begins to penetrate your eyelids as you attempt to open your eyes, the immense weight holding your eyes down slowly wearing away. Eventually managing to force you eyes open, you are immediately blinded by harsh white lights, beaming almost directly into your face, forcing you to blink almost a dozen times until your eyes focus on your surroundings.
You are in a matte grey cell, with a doorway secured by a red wall of light, the other three sides bare and windowless. You are lying on a strange machinne of some kind, with tubes of blue liquid attached in several places, ending in a syringe that seems to have fallen out of you arm. After laying still for a while, you sit up and push yourself off the bed-thing, noticing that one of the walls has collapsed at the bottom, possibly lsrge enough for you to squeeze through.
