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hexaflexagons2014-11-09 03:10 pm
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A fold in the universe exists in the ether of the fifth dimension. This place, because it is somehow a place, consists of nothing, exists nowhere and nowhen.
Yet you find yourself in it.
To the eye of the mortal mind, this space appears to be a white, featureless room, and the portals that have brought you here appear to be nothing but empty thresholds. How you arrived is anyone's guess. Perhaps you were transported while in the throes of death; perhaps it was something so simple as passing through a doorway in your own world.
While here, others may be transported into this dimension join you. At there mere thought of your most treasured or needed possession, the item may appear on the pedestal within. Visitors can freely go to another world contained within one of the portals if they wish, but you must have a companion for the dimensional shift to work. Otherwise passing through the thresholds will be of no effect.
This is no dream; this is no afterlife. And you are in it. What happens next is up to you.
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Exit would be good any time now.
Vermont waved aside the red-tinted holographic armour. "It's just me and the big guy here. I don't think anyone followed us."
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Definitely not dropping his weapon, at any rate. "What's the last thing you remember before ending up here?"
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If he doesn't have a way out of here, we--
"Give it a rest, Phi. Priorities." Vermont tilts his head. "Your eye isn't busted," he observes. "But shit is going down. I don't understand this; there's shit going down right now. Where I just came from. And your left eye is busted, and you definitely know me."
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