Blink—
A land where light stops. The wreakage of their ship, possibly time machine was in sight; smoke, chunks of metal and glass.
The ember glow of the ship's tank, green radioactive. Dr. Chrock gather his team member;
Firstly, Jane:
Jane is a student at Dr. Chrock's university. She's in her 21's. Her obsidian silk hair matches her intimating latex suit. She contributes to the construction of that ship
Then, there's Dome:
Dome is a lab instructor. Whilst holding a major impact beside Dr. Chrock, he has an outstanding memory. Proving best at remember the slightest detail, though he fails sometimes. He's near his 30's
Lastly, there's Carmilla. She is a true genius, though she is also as cruel as she can get if something that she wants to own; is being attracted by another person. She's in the same batch as Jane. She prefer elegant clothes.
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"Firstly, we have to find shelter," suggested Dr. Chrock, as he grips his chin.
The fog nearby condenses, visibility low. A howl—
"A—whooo...."
The ember light, the only source of light.
"Where can we find a shelter?"
Jane asked, pulling her arm against her chest.
"Yeah, where?"
Dome added, shrugging slightly.
A hallow light filters to the thick fog, leading to what seems to be a city— a creature of some sort.
It was rather clean, though the creature was a mashup of horrids.
"How about there?"
Jane suggest, pointing at the direction of the hallow light, a street lamp. 'The light of the outskirts of this dimension stays still but a hallow light from within this dimension moves, odd.' Carmilla wondered.
"We can try, if they are friendly" Dr. Chrock replied, tapping his chin again.
A glimpse of a giant figure passes through the corner of the eye, everyone's eye.
Dome grabbed a metal pole, clutching it at his hand. Jane took the fuel source, uranium and plutonium, along with her glove that cancels radioactivity. Carmilla took a luggage of her clothes, and shockingly a metal pole that was heavier than Dome's. Dr. Chrock took something, a codex— that appeared on their ship, but they didn't brought that.
"What's that?"
"What are you bringing Doctor Chrock?"
"What's that you brought?"
They quarrel about the plain existence of the codex— did they brought it? Why?
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Slowly they walked—
"Thud— thic— thud"
A hollow sound that echoes through their ear.
The gateway, was absolutely made of such material, that didn't existed.
As they walked through...