Issues 20, Page 3
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1: Sedjet gracefully bounds through the underground hallways of the research center. It moves with efficient speed, stomping along with thorny appendages raised.
Sedjet (narrating): I feel… loose.
Like I’ve spent my whole life bound so tightly…
2: The powerful, tangled cords of muscles in the creature’s leg flex as it runs.
Sedjet (narrating): Was this inside me all along?
Was this inside… Sedj…et?
3: From the Sedjet Creature’s vision, it coils its thorned tentacles experimentally, watching them move.
Sedjet (narrating): Who even was that? Was that me? Us?
Were we really Sedjet?
Were we Julia?
4: A row of the creature’s many eyes stare up at the ceiling.
5: From the creature’s view: red rays of patterns cascade from distant objects, hitting his eyes sharply. Beyond the ceiling, the creature seems to identify pipes and cables through the surface.
Oh… now *this* adds a new wrinkle to things, doesn’t it?~
Ten bucks says that is either Shankar radiation, or some other countermeasure against a Black Idol escape that was kept a secret from Sedjet.
I was about to say-
The [piece?] of the idol, in captivity, had black-armored, armed guards around it.
So, if THAT idol-specimen was guarded, wouldn’t Julia’s lab have security measures, too? Hm.
I doubt there’s a way to “fix” Sedjet. Once you KNOW you’re dreaming, how willing are you to stay in the dream once you’re forcibly put back to sleep? And you can FEEL the straightjacket on you?
You’re right.
Once you lose all your SAN, new character time.
I’ve wanted to get back to dreams plenty of times. If I don’t have someplace to be in the morning, dream-reality can be almost as important. Waking up from a dream is only a relief if it’s boring or unpleasant.
Of course.
That’s kind of what I’m guessing.
I think when Sedjet [fully mixed?] with this monster, that he mixed so much with it, that
they probably can’t bring back his original body.
My idea is- its sort of like mixing pink play-doh[R] with orange play-doh…once you’ve mixed
them into a new color…, or a new thing, you can’t fully separate them again. Hm.
This one looks a little Saurian, doesn’t it?
I’m still stuck on this one having a distinct shape that it’s *holding* for more than a few minutes. But yes.
I wonder what that is like… having your limits lifted.
So much healthier that the previous concept of health is laughable.
Horizons expanded by additional dimenions.
And instantly bonded to another mind, so intimately.
I can only think of the word “overwhelming”.
Still, I was expecting Sedjet to keep a lid on the violence and report his findings to his peers before trying to absorb or disable them
But this isn’t the first time Sedj has been a disappointment as a scientist.
Too bad anyone else sees is something that doesn’t fit our definition of beauty.
And harming yourself does seems contrary to wanting to be whole again.
What are some previous instances of him being a disappointment? Also, I’m not sure that’s Sedjet anymore, at least not entirely.
Alright, that’s it, I’m pissed the fuck off. WHERE THE GODS DAMNED HELLS IS ANY SECURITY PERSONNEL!?
Likely somewhere else, since nobody expected one of the scientists to turn into a black idol with no piece of it nearby. It has only been moments I think.