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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4479358" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Gates of Delirium: Part 10 – There’s Something Here</strong></p><p></p><p>After journeying for hours from room to room, they finally decided to rest. </p><p></p><p>“Wake up,” whispered Guppy. “Wake up, there’s something here.”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean’s eyes fluttered open. </p><p></p><p>A putrescent, translucent bag of semisolid flesh trails nests of writhing tentacles shimmered into view. Most of the tendrils are sense organs, but the thickest tendril ends in a cruelly fanged mouth. </p><p></p><p>“Guys!” shouted Jim-Bean. “Wake up!”</p><p></p><p>With a sudden roar, the thing tore into Fielding, churning him into a bloody spray. </p><p></p><p>“Run!” shouted Hammer. </p><p></p><p>The thing practically filled the entire room. </p><p></p><p>Hammer, Guppy, and Jim-Bean fled in one direction. Spencer and McNab fled in the other. </p><p></p><p>“That thing has to have been hunting us this whole time,” said Hammer. “That’s what you’ve been hearing, Guppy.”</p><p></p><p>They opened another door. </p><p></p><p>“Oh,” said Hammer.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean craned his neck to look over Hammer’s shoulder. “What is it?” </p><p></p><p>“We’re all dead in there. I guess in that reality we didn’t wake up in time.”</p><p></p><p>“Pleasant,” said Jim-Bean. “Let’s not go into that room. </p><p></p><p>Hammer nodded and stepped away from the door.</p><p></p><p>A parallel duplicate of Tarrou hanging from the wall faded into view. </p><p></p><p>“And Tarrou hung himself in that reality,” said Jim-Bean.</p><p></p><p>“But now it’s coming INTO the rooms,” said Hammer. </p><p></p><p>Slowly, all the etchings that were written by Tarrou appeared on the walls, as did Fielding’s sketches of a cube. </p><p></p><p>“What is it?” asked Guppy. “What’s going on?”</p><p></p><p>“Things are starting to fade in,” said Hammer, looking around at each wall. “Etchings, sketches, Tarrou’s dead body…”</p><p></p><p>“That’s it!” Guppy laughed hysterically. “That’s it! I think…I think we’re IN Daoloth! All the realities are starting to collapse into one space. The Blink drug that Tarrou was giving us…all of us took it, right?”</p><p></p><p>“Not all of us,” Jim-Bean said darkly. “But we got sucked into whatever that thing was in the pentagram. Us, Tarrou, his cronies…”</p><p></p><p>“We’re all trapped inside the thing!” said Guppy. “And Daoloth is expanding right now…but when he leaves our world he’ll shrink to nothingness…implode! It’s only a matter of time.”</p><p></p><p>“Let’s go,” said Jim-Bean. He put his palm to the door…</p><p></p><p>And saw the shimmering wall pushing forward – only now he saw himself on the opposite side of it. They caught a glimpse of each other and then the door slid shut.</p><p></p><p>Hammer tried the right door. It was filled with pillars. A body squirmed beneath them, smashed to death. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean tried the left door. The pulpy bag of flesh shrieked at him with an unearthly roar. He closed it. </p><p></p><p>Hammer opened the door behind him, only to catch a glimpse of himself, staring at in shock – and then beheaded by shimmering pillars.</p><p></p><p>“Christ!” shouted Hammer.</p><p></p><p>The door they had decided not to enter, where the dead bodies were, whisked open. The Asian man entered the room. Three copies of Martin Fielding’s watch danged from his wrist and a knife was in his hand.</p><p></p><p>“Who the hell are you?” asked Jim-Bean.</p><p></p><p>“Ngo Dinh Hao. I’m glad you invited me to dinner.” He licked his lips, and revealing that his teeth were filed to points. “Because I’m hungry.”</p><p></p><p>He lunged at Jim-Bean, but Hammer grabbed his wrist and twisted. The knife clattered to the ground.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean bent to pick it up when he heard a shriek behind him.</p><p></p><p>Another copy of Hao had Guppy in a vice with a knife to his neck. This version was older than before and he had several copies of Fielding’s watch dangling from his wrist.</p><p></p><p>“What the hell are you doing?” asked Jim-Bean, knife at the ready. Hammer and the original copy of Hao grappled in the background. </p><p></p><p>“Tarrou was a fool. I was asked to give him the Blink but he abused it! And now we are trapped in this false god!” He shook his head. “Well I’m not going alone.”</p><p></p><p>“Is this a hostage negotiation?” asked Jim-Bean. “You realize there’s no hostages, right? There’s just endless copies of all of us. Of you. Of me. Of Guppy. You can kill him. Eat him. Whatever. It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters.” He took a step closer. “Are you even the original? Do you even know?”</p><p></p><p>Hao grinned. “I asked the first one I met.” He slowly scraped the knife along Guppy’s neck, dripping a trail of blood. “He tasted like chicken.”</p><p></p><p>The room began to shimmer. Spider web-like cracks snaked along the walls. The entire room turned black and white as the color drained out of it, an inverted reflection of itself. Then the panels disintegrated in pieces, leaving just a superstructure of the room. A whirling gray fog surrounded them.</p><p></p><p>The Hao holding Guppy hostage looked around in awe, loosening his grip on Guppy. </p><p></p><p>All of a sudden the room was filled with beeping. All the watch alarms were set for 6:06:59 p.m.</p><p></p><p>“That’s it!” shouted Jim-Bean, staring at the watch on his arm. “60659 wasn’t a number! It was a time!”</p><p></p><p>The first version of Hao lost his concentration as he gripped Hammer. Hammer turned and, whirling the smaller man like a shot put, hurled him into the second copy. Both of them were hurdled screaming into the abyss.</p><p></p><p>“Six hours, six minutes, and fifty nine seconds! This is it!”</p><p></p><p>The superstructure of the room rippled and chipped off, piece by piece, hurled away into the whirlwind that surrounded them. Only the door on the floor remained.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean tore open the door in the floor. The area beyond was cloaked in absolute darkness, even though the door was fully opened. No light source penetrated it.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean jumped through. Hammer dragged Guppy over and shoved him in.</p><p></p><p>Then, looking around, he dove in after them.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4479358, member: 3285"] [b]Gates of Delirium: Part 10 – There’s Something Here[/b] After journeying for hours from room to room, they finally decided to rest. “Wake up,” whispered Guppy. “Wake up, there’s something here.” Jim-Bean’s eyes fluttered open. A putrescent, translucent bag of semisolid flesh trails nests of writhing tentacles shimmered into view. Most of the tendrils are sense organs, but the thickest tendril ends in a cruelly fanged mouth. “Guys!” shouted Jim-Bean. “Wake up!” With a sudden roar, the thing tore into Fielding, churning him into a bloody spray. “Run!” shouted Hammer. The thing practically filled the entire room. Hammer, Guppy, and Jim-Bean fled in one direction. Spencer and McNab fled in the other. “That thing has to have been hunting us this whole time,” said Hammer. “That’s what you’ve been hearing, Guppy.” They opened another door. “Oh,” said Hammer. Jim-Bean craned his neck to look over Hammer’s shoulder. “What is it?” “We’re all dead in there. I guess in that reality we didn’t wake up in time.” “Pleasant,” said Jim-Bean. “Let’s not go into that room. Hammer nodded and stepped away from the door. A parallel duplicate of Tarrou hanging from the wall faded into view. “And Tarrou hung himself in that reality,” said Jim-Bean. “But now it’s coming INTO the rooms,” said Hammer. Slowly, all the etchings that were written by Tarrou appeared on the walls, as did Fielding’s sketches of a cube. “What is it?” asked Guppy. “What’s going on?” “Things are starting to fade in,” said Hammer, looking around at each wall. “Etchings, sketches, Tarrou’s dead body…” “That’s it!” Guppy laughed hysterically. “That’s it! I think…I think we’re IN Daoloth! All the realities are starting to collapse into one space. The Blink drug that Tarrou was giving us…all of us took it, right?” “Not all of us,” Jim-Bean said darkly. “But we got sucked into whatever that thing was in the pentagram. Us, Tarrou, his cronies…” “We’re all trapped inside the thing!” said Guppy. “And Daoloth is expanding right now…but when he leaves our world he’ll shrink to nothingness…implode! It’s only a matter of time.” “Let’s go,” said Jim-Bean. He put his palm to the door… And saw the shimmering wall pushing forward – only now he saw himself on the opposite side of it. They caught a glimpse of each other and then the door slid shut. Hammer tried the right door. It was filled with pillars. A body squirmed beneath them, smashed to death. Jim-Bean tried the left door. The pulpy bag of flesh shrieked at him with an unearthly roar. He closed it. Hammer opened the door behind him, only to catch a glimpse of himself, staring at in shock – and then beheaded by shimmering pillars. “Christ!” shouted Hammer. The door they had decided not to enter, where the dead bodies were, whisked open. The Asian man entered the room. Three copies of Martin Fielding’s watch danged from his wrist and a knife was in his hand. “Who the hell are you?” asked Jim-Bean. “Ngo Dinh Hao. I’m glad you invited me to dinner.” He licked his lips, and revealing that his teeth were filed to points. “Because I’m hungry.” He lunged at Jim-Bean, but Hammer grabbed his wrist and twisted. The knife clattered to the ground. Jim-Bean bent to pick it up when he heard a shriek behind him. Another copy of Hao had Guppy in a vice with a knife to his neck. This version was older than before and he had several copies of Fielding’s watch dangling from his wrist. “What the hell are you doing?” asked Jim-Bean, knife at the ready. Hammer and the original copy of Hao grappled in the background. “Tarrou was a fool. I was asked to give him the Blink but he abused it! And now we are trapped in this false god!” He shook his head. “Well I’m not going alone.” “Is this a hostage negotiation?” asked Jim-Bean. “You realize there’s no hostages, right? There’s just endless copies of all of us. Of you. Of me. Of Guppy. You can kill him. Eat him. Whatever. It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters.” He took a step closer. “Are you even the original? Do you even know?” Hao grinned. “I asked the first one I met.” He slowly scraped the knife along Guppy’s neck, dripping a trail of blood. “He tasted like chicken.” The room began to shimmer. Spider web-like cracks snaked along the walls. The entire room turned black and white as the color drained out of it, an inverted reflection of itself. Then the panels disintegrated in pieces, leaving just a superstructure of the room. A whirling gray fog surrounded them. The Hao holding Guppy hostage looked around in awe, loosening his grip on Guppy. All of a sudden the room was filled with beeping. All the watch alarms were set for 6:06:59 p.m. “That’s it!” shouted Jim-Bean, staring at the watch on his arm. “60659 wasn’t a number! It was a time!” The first version of Hao lost his concentration as he gripped Hammer. Hammer turned and, whirling the smaller man like a shot put, hurled him into the second copy. Both of them were hurdled screaming into the abyss. “Six hours, six minutes, and fifty nine seconds! This is it!” The superstructure of the room rippled and chipped off, piece by piece, hurled away into the whirlwind that surrounded them. Only the door on the floor remained. Jim-Bean tore open the door in the floor. The area beyond was cloaked in absolute darkness, even though the door was fully opened. No light source penetrated it. Jim-Bean jumped through. Hammer dragged Guppy over and shoved him in. Then, looking around, he dove in after them. [/QUOTE]
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