The Uncharted Within

[Jazzi]

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A flash of silver. A splash of crimson. A scream that echoes in those marble halls.

The knife's handle protruded from Thallia's lower stomach, electric pain radiating in short sharp bursts. Anna's hand lets go of the blade, falling away only to come to rest on Thallia's shoulder. A little squeeze. A melancholy smile as she falls onto her knees, clutching the wound on the right of her torso tightly.

"Wake up, Spectre."
"...Search for feelings, sensation. Smell, ideas, emotions. Relish in it, connect with it..."

Grains of sand betweeen her fingers. The roar of a crowd falling to hushed silence as Anna steps past her. A subtle nod. The scraping of metal as Thallia feels herself pull out their knives behind her. The soft tread of boots striding towards her.

"...Calm yourself, let yourself flow, feel the universe around you swim gently, as it also slumbers in silence..."
"...Music... tones... do you feel patterns?..."
"We need to leave."
"...Then let's leave now..."
"You will not forsake me again, TT-F10."

Thallia stops striding towards herself as she picks herself up from the ground. Behind them, a door on the far side of Riviera. Bringing her hands up, headphones in hand, she places them snuggly over her ears. In the moment she turns them on, pressing play, they stride towards her with renewed purpose. Delusion begins playing as Thallia steps forward to meet them, unsheathing the blade from her stomach with a thunderous snarl growing on her face.

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