You find yourself awakening in an unfamiliar location. Even if you don't sleep - even if you weren't sleeping in the Void, or even if you weren't in the Void - you find yourself here now. Your head feels fuzzy and you struggle to remember. Where are you? What were you supposed to be doing? Who are you? The exact extent of this is up to you all, but regardless, waking up is a struggle.
Getting free is going to be even more of a struggle. You're suspended in a glass tube of some kind, bound at the ankles and wrists keeping you aloft by mechanical shackles. Those will break fairly easily even if you aren't the strongest; the glass tube will be the bigger problem. It's thick and not the easiest to break - although those of you with enough strength can shatter it, and if you remember how to use your shards, those could come in handy.
Speaking of, you still retain your shards on the backs of your hands where they should be. You can still make use of them even here... wherever "here" is.
It seems to be a laboratory of some sort; aside from the glass tubes housing all of you individually, there are several more filled with liquid and dark objects within... are they people? Regardless of what they are, they fill you with dread. You don't want to end up like them, do you?
The laboratory is dimly lit. You can only see a few feet in front of you, making it difficult to tell what else this place has to offer aside from your fellow shardbearers and those ominous tubes. Strangely, any attempts at creating light - whether that's through anything you have on your person or through use of your shard powers - will simply fail. You're stuck in the dark, it seems, and even if you were once capable of seeing in it, you aren't able to now.
Focus on getting free first, then let's see where this leads.
[ Damn, there is a lot happening right about now but Void Archives decided to let out a big energy blast of light at Percy's, as he is not defending so well here (18) and the corrupted version had been injured before.
It's not so nice when the shoe is on the other foot, is it?
[People fucking around in your mind isn't pleasant! Who could have seen that coming! Joker has no sympathy right now because, well, why should he? They've been getting toyed with for weeks, someone else should suffer the same.]
[The crumbling scenery around you gets worse - walls cracking and breaking apart revealing nothing but darkness behind them, the floor beginning to splinter beneath your weight as it too starts to fade.
Standing before you, even if you did not take the east path, is your other self. They look exactly like you. Though they speak, their lips do not move, and their voice - your voice - echoes in your head.]
Enough.
[It's your voice. It isn't your voice. There's something deep and heavy behind it, something unfamiliar and unwelcome, and whatever it is wants you gone.]
I've had enough of this. Leave.
[It isn't your voice. It's deep, masculine, and very, very angry.
For a brief moment, a searing pain tears through your temples and your shard alike, and the world goes black.
As it does so, you catch one final glimpse of your other self as the world crumbles into nothing.
[Oh, jesus. This is kind of a lot already and Dorothy's just kind of taking a look around at all of the fuzzy friends around them. They're...
They're back in reality. Okay. Alright. Admittedly Dorothy bristles at Shadow's questioning, but...]
...We ended up waking up in some kind of laboratory. Or at least something like it; we ended up in tubes that had to be broken out of before we split up and went in different directions.
[Viktor could only hear that terrible metal reverberation in the otherworldly voice reaching him now. His, not his, glowing eyes and a sudden searing pain in his head like it was about to split apart-]
Don't- [Viktor recoiled and pushed himself back, floating through the Void with both hands pressed to his head like he was trying to keep something from breaking out in a brief and sudden flare of panic.]
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