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The presence of the entity becomes ever so strong. I can only imagine it prowling through the void, waiting to strike. The light is so far away. My eyes dilate as the instinct to flee wraps around my heart. Attempting to keep my path lit, I hold my flashlight steadily in front of me, pointed at...

Are you still here? The entity hasn't said a word after dragging me back here. It's pitch black. Wait a sec, right before this I was able to 'dream up' the key for that door. It worked! I need some light here, a flashlight maybe? I try to calm my breathing and close my eyes. My mind drifts...

I recognize that voice, I'm sure of it. Though my mind isn't able to put a face on it. Hey, what's going on? I ask the entity. If I can control my dreams, it might be about time I end this here. This darkness has me freaked out. That entity better have some explanation for why he brought me...

After catching my breath and observing the man from a distance, I quickly check my hands. No knife this time. We can try it your way this time. I whisper. This journey has been going on for a while and doesn't feel like other nightmares I've had. Al tough, who knows. Maybe I always dream stuff...

I hold my left hand up, and look at my empty palm. Some cuts on it. "If this is my dream, I can control it" I mumble. I clutch my fist and close my eyes. "This is so stupid" goes through my head, doubting why I'd even think this would work. I quickly send that thought down the drain, and try...

A keyhole? It must be behind one of those pages. As the room crumbles from the center I hastily try finding the keyhole behind the drawings Like a headless chicken I start running along the walls, tearing down pages. My heart is going to burst out of my chest and my limbs start feeling so...

I created this room? Well I do suppose that is true to some extend. A quick look around the room . I didn't recognize some of the drawings. Thinking I've found a lead, I sprint across the room, trying to gather the pages that seem unknown to me. Maybe I'll be able to find a pattern, or even a...

I stare at the circle on the floor. In chronological order I try going over all the things that happened in the other room. This force in my head wanted me to cut with that dagger all along. A dagger that could cut through space? It reminds me of a similar story in the golden compass trilogy...

I tense and flex my arms and legs a few times. This place doesn't make sense. I shouldn't try finding an explanation for everything here. For now, let's listen to what it meant. On guard I look around the room. What should I be seeing? I ask softly. May gaze flows past the sketches on the...

With a content look on my face I wait for him to finish the puzzle. I come to the strange conclusion that I completed this, even though we're in such a bizarre place. Though the dagger still lies there, like a last piece that. I pick it back up from the table and inspect it further. When the man...

There he is. I turn to the direction his voice came from and watch him step into the light. He seems to have come to the conclusion that I'm no threat to him. Which is a good thing for me, especially if I want to solve his puzzle. The pen should be somewhere around here. I look over the table...

I pull up my eyebrows in surprise when I notice the changed furniture. My gaze glides over over the new table top, noticing the outlined rectangles. A quick grin escapes my lips. It's almost as if someone seriously asked me to put together a puzzle for toddlers. Though I soon come to realize...

I think of the man, playing back in my head what exactly just happened. He seemed surprised and genuinely scared of my presence. I try peering through the darkness, though my hearing is of more use then my eyes are. Some scuffling around. I take a deep breath and calm down "Nothing bad happened"...

My mouth opens a little. I want to say something but my thoughts seem to be to busy tangling up to actually come up with words of comfort or whatever could help him. I put my right hand on his left shoulder. As I shortly shake his shoulder I bend over and tilt my head trying to make eye...

Standing behind him, I straighten my posture. Arms hanging at my sides. The cold object lying loosely in my left palm, though I don't seem to be really aware of it I feel as if I'm a spirit. A third party looking upon a strange scene. My senses seem dull, though my body and limbs move...

Basics Name: Elliott Larkin Age: 22 Gender: female Species/Racial Origin: Human Social Class/Community Status: College student Family: Mom, dad, Ozzy the dog Physical Description Height: 158.5cm (5'2"(and 1/3 inch, I'm not that short:angrypuff:)) Weight: 67,3 kg (148,4lbs) Hair: Long black...

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Oow, this sure sounds like fun. Count me in :ghost:

Heya everyone, pleasure to meet you. I'm pretty new to forum RP, so feel free to point out any errors I may make on the way. Not a newbie in RP though. Here is to hoping that we can get this started soon. Also @Bari Not sure if that was intended :lenny: