Playroom – A dream for Alania, Alicia, Sir Charles, Kat, Mugwo, Kuro/Azul, Ryokin, Annie, Kira, Soahc, etc., w/e, and anyone else who is interested; the dream may be being noticed by other beings of divine, demonic, or magical nature or abilities, to those who accept to see the dream
Having morphed into an otherworldly form, like a dream capable of becoming reality, Spirry had flashbacks of his past, of a world he left behind, long ago, or perhaps it was a foreshadowing, a vision, of what was to come? He wanted to share something very special with Alania, though this vision also projects for those close to Alania, as well as to the divine, and the demonic, in nature or form. If they felt this, and became interested, they would be granted the vision, though it would not interfere with the time they were currently at.
The dream, it sounded like a xylophone? That's what was heard; a divine child was playing a xylophone amidst shadows. And then, blackness came, as well as the sound of drilling, wet cracking, squishing, distant echoes of squealing children, screeching, wet footfall, squeaky toys, the wailing of babies, ripping, giggling, chuckling, crying, pretentious laughing; all of this formed into a polyphonic cacophony.
There was an endless labyrinth, but not made from walls, instead made of multple maze-like arrays of criss-crossing steel bars, like twirling grills. Behind the grills were prisoners, soaked in the Black, people, animals and beings of all races, shapes and sizes, everyone of torn appearance, so numerous that people were pressed against one another. Arms, noses, jaws and legs stuck out from between the bars, the occupants doing anything they could to escape even though it was impossible, trying to squeeze through the bars and grills. The strange configuration, an endless realm of intertwining dungeons, lost in an abyss of eternal Black.
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