RECORDING 16: THE FINAL WEEK.

[foundationmods]

A sixth week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. It's feeling more and more like something's about to break.

There isn't any increase in Miasma, but you can tell it seems...excited. Overjoyed, like a predator bracing itself for the chase of the hunt. The fog is everywhere, and inescapable...

The Temperature is holding stead at the 50's, and nippy to need a layer or two. As before, the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.

13 of your number still remain.

...How will this all end...?

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[kaliedoscopes]

[ Something Saphir says causes his eyes to go wide, and even the butterflies freeze in their movements midair. A second or two later he recovers, and though his expression is difficult to see between the swarm of wings that's migrated back over to him, there's a funny kind of smile on his face. Different, than any of the ones he's worn before. ]

It's always my fault. But this time, just this time, I'll share the blame with you. [ He waves a hand and the hall grows quiet as the butterflies disappear, just the two of them in this terrible, scenic space. ]

I'll hold you to it, Saphir. And when you fail, and when you die, and even when you truly understand what this entire curse is about—I won't let you forget that you lied to me. And then I'll punish you for it, over, and over, and over again.

[reanimania]

[ As quiet as it is now, those words still sound muffled and far away over the pounding of his heart in his ears, and there are tears streaming down his cheeks that he doesn't even remember shedding.

Honestly, he's terrified. He's not good with pain and he's proven many times over in the past few days that he's emotionally weak, maybe more than anyone here. But if he fails Professor Nebilim and Jade, then that kind of punishment is probably what he deserves anyway, isn't it?

So. Fine.

He swallows down his fear and gives a firm nod of understanding. ]

It's only your fault if you try to stop me.

[kaliedoscopes]

[ He laughs again though this time there's more substance to it, that hollow quality still present but with a trace of actual mirth, sharpened like an edge. So this is an agreement then, and as Hikage proved last weekend, he's pretty good at being patient.

A nod of his own; either he doesn't want to give a verbal an answer or can't. Or maybe he's just being Hikage. ]

When it's over show me that face again too, I'm growing fond of it. [ And then he'll leave, walking straight through the damn wall, a flourish of his cape as he does so. Being dead really is great for being even more dramatic and ridiculous. ]

[reanimania]

[ ...

Almost as soon as Hikage has disappeared through the wall, Saphir slumps down against the side of the chair and sobs. He's hurt and scared and the more rational side of him knows how unlikely it is that he's actually going to get out of this alive and how much worse he might have just made things for himself. But he won't consider what he said a lie, either, and he's more adamant about it now than ever. He's going to do everything he can to get out of this and no one will be able to say otherwise.

He stays there for a few moments longer until his tears subside and his breathing steadies, and then his shaky hand clenches into a fist at his side. Snatching up his broken necklace from the floor, he stands up straight, and he heads back through the winding hall to his room. ]