Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32460917-20190603090203/@comment-32460917-20190609235632

Anga raced through the dark corridor of the entrance. Gradually, the path began to open up into a larger room, artificially lit with lamps that hung far above any of the papers strewn around. Lining each side were shelves, boxes, and even more papers peeking from every available nook. A couple openings could be seen branching away from the main hall, leading to darker rooms with faintly glowing tubes inside.

There wasn't too much time to look around though. Anga was still running like a madwoman, making a beeline for the door that could be seen at the end of the hall. Upon reaching it, she flung open the door without hesitation.

The first thing that greeted them was a white curtain. It was thick enough to mask whatever was laying on the other side. Anga was ready to shove it aside when an "Over here." stopped her in her tracks.

Vereganna was propped up against the wall, peaceful in contrast to her sister. An unconscious man who looked like Calidi was laying his head on her lap. His skin was deathly pale and both fedora and vest were no longer on him. Bandages were wrapped around what could be seen of his arms, legs, and stomach. Both Vereganna and (presumably) Calidi were covered in smudged blood.

"Who was that?" Anga gestured at the room's door, probably referencing Mirai. "And where did Sharlotte go?"

Vereganna just shrugged. "She wasn't who we thought she was. After she got what she wanted, she left."

After replying, the woman patted Calidi's head. "Could you carry him out of here? I think he's had enough of this place."

"So it worked..?"

"Yeah, he's alive at least."