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TIAMAT

[When you come to, you find yourself locked in a small, cramped, antique elevator. One wall is covered with a large, ornate mirror, and a chandelier hangs above your head. The doors are made of metal and shut very, very tightly. The lights are off.]

[You hear two familiar voices echo distantly in your mind]

LET ME GO, Ǧ̲̖̩̞̣̲̌Ĩ͎R̞̩͎̝̍L̹̳̫̾͛Ȉ͙͈̬͐͒ͭ̄̌̊E̥̥̓ͨ!

I won't let you hurt them!

[Before you have time to say anything, the elevator suddenly jolts, before it begins to plummet. Your heart drops to the pit of your stomach as you fall, fall, fall, and then. . .]

[Suddenly it stops. You're thrown off balance, possibly to the point of where you crash into a wall or a nearby neighbor. All is silent]

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The Henwen girl just threw a pen at it.

It is also possible that they are not in the correct order. I... feel like there should be more shards than these. It's only part of a story.

...Those feel out of order.

[BUT THEY EXPLAIN A LOT..]

[you must be stopped]

Mmm . . . though there are some scraps of paper here, by the desk. Someone used summoning magic, judging by what is written. Bloody idiots.

Shards of a story.

Something about creating monstrous friendships.

What did it do?

[piping up]

Hey, so.

I have a grappling cable. I can go through the door with it attached on this side, and if something goes wrong, you guys can pull me out.

[this is a foolproof plan]

We can keep looking.

[People keep calling her "girl", so Matt assumes she's a kid like 99% of this game]

[and he's protective of those, don't judge him]

Let's find that thing and end this, then.