Anomalous Trip (Part II)

[Dragnoxz]

She smiles softly.

Farenvól: “As your warriors would say, he failed.”

Dixie: “But a whole world was destroyed.”

[slicsinatra]

“That world’s timeline isn’t finished. They say it’s completely overran, but there’s still hope for them. Hope just takes a long time for the plan to come to fruition. I believe in the ones I met there, no matter if they make it or not.”

[Dragnoxz]

Farenvól: “I don’t think you know what I mean.” She shows you that world, in which the Nazi’s have had success, in the 1950’s, where they’ve started using nukes, where most Jews have been killed off, where the enemy horde armies have overran most cities, and now the virus has infected most of the worlds population. “This place, it’s not coming back.” She shows you that even in rural areas, the wildlife has become infected, even plant life have started to mutate. She shows massive creatures in the sea swallow entire fishing boats and pick off shipping containers from cargo ships. She shows the Germans fight their own, and it reminds you of call of duty games with the Nazi zombies. But also, the infected barbarian armies, and radiated ones which are mutating in highly wild ways. She shows the sky, and those flying licker spider like creatures cloud the sky. “It’s very dangerous there.” From the cloud falls a burning aircraft, corkscrewing down, to crash into residential buildings.

[slicsinatra]

“How did that virus get to the world we found the family in? He must have been following us, or me?”

[Dragnoxz]

Farenvól: “His army was sent to destroy. He tried to control the infection and use it as a weapon, but it backfired. He also wanted to watch humans of your world fail.”

[slicsinatra]

“Well too bad, some of us don’t die easy.” I flex my hand with my scarring from the licker.

[Dragnoxz]

Farenvól: “Yes. Some may survive.” You continue to see depictions of survivors, and some breathe spores of infected mold, as well as fungi of forests. There are many islands far out at sea with uninfected life, but eventually they will face infection due to the infection at sea. You see it play out across time, and the last few survivors reside far out at sea, or deep in secluded deserts, hungering or surviving. The last few places for humanity are in the Arabian peninsula, polar regions, Easter Island, and other small oceanic islands or secluded regions far from detection of wandering infected. “Do you see everything good in these depictions ?”

[slicsinatra]

“What do you mean?”

[Dragnoxz]

Farenvól: “In how your kind say, is the quality good ? I am showing you from my memory what I’ve seen peering across the times of that realm.” You see as she sees pretty much.

[slicsinatra]

“Yea it’s very accurate at least. I wish we could help more.”

[Dragnoxz]

Farenvól: “Your world is helping more than you think.” She shows you the expansion of what is affected across the multiversal cascade. There are other parallel dimension affected, even ancient Egyptian kingdoms have been attacked long ago, in past earth times. This all converges a path between earth and Bedtagon. Bedtagon being the front line of this war. Earth, in which the GPEO has established a prominent political conglomerate industrial military power power, has the only technology capable of blocking incoming wormholes and can effectively reverse them, sending cosmic level energy to their side. You are shown an example of a before and after region of an entire mountain range turned into a molten crater, leaving a sea of lava which might remind earth geologists of what a Yellowstone style eruption may be like. You only see the aftermath and the clouds of dust from it, since she never saw the eruption itself. “When I learned of this power your kind possess, it startled me. I didn’t want to believe it, how humans could erase an entire mountain range, and act as though it was nothing.” She plays back a memory of hers. (From the book):

[They walk deeper into the cavern and just as Farenvól said, there is a massive crack in the cavern up the way. The crack is about a meter wide. There is light shining in from somewhere toward their right and up. Water trickles along portions inside of the newly exposed slate. It’s like the mountain was cut, like how someone could shift the dirt of a hardened dry ant nest to see a cross section of their many tunnels. But this is a mountain.

Rucksack: “It must have happened when we destroyed the mountain.” He ponders out loud. “Where the enemy originated from.”

Farenvól hesitates at what he just said. What she knew to be powerful might be compromised. How he just casually said it, as if destroying a mountain was that simple. Could it have been his, the black dragons home, that they are talking about ? She wonders. However, she shakes it off, because anything they say could just be sarcasm, and as she’s seen, a joke. “It might be unstable. An earthquake and it could close. We need to move fast.” She urges as she steps carefully.]

Farenvól: “It’s a memory of a little over a moon ago, when I met Dixie.”

Dixie: “If it makes you feel better, we don’t normally destroy mountains.”

Farenvól: “I saw the memory of your Director. You’ve destroyed entire worlds, even universes, to stop things much worse than what we’re facing. It is why I think he can't sleep. But I know, he’s trying to make things right elsewhere.”

Dixie: “Mmhmm.”

Farenvól: “If you fail here, nothing can be fixed elsewhere.” She focuses on Dixie. “Dixie, I’ve already worked with you, but you must practice so you can reach me without me trying to connect to you.” She then focuses on you. “Caston. When you awaken, you will have a serious headache. Whatever you have to help minimize its intensity, please do. The pain will be the healing. I will keep you asleep through the worst of the pain. It’s only this strong this time. Every next time the pain will be less strong. You two, rest well.” She closes her end. You see Dixie standing there, then she looks at you.

Dixie: “So weird.” Her voice echos to a vibration before she fades away.

You wake with a headache unlike you’ve felt before. Your feel like the middle of your head has a lot of pressure. You have blood dripping from your nose. You look forward and can only see a pulsing butterfly shape with every burst of pulsating pain. Even with your eyes shut, you see this effect. You are also sweating like you’ve just got over a sickness. Unfortunately, you left your medical gear at the temple. However, you still have your vest and water and can still adjust your chemicals. You see a vision, a shape crawl across the ceiling.

Roll D-20. 

[slicsinatra]

D-20 roll is a 13.

[Dragnoxz]

You have a vivid memory of a traumatic event from Raccoon. A Licker crawls along the ceiling, but the headache is too significant to care. You reach for your pistol by instinct and realize it isn’t there. It jumps down onto you and you feel the sensation of a sudden half foot drop, and are very alert and awake as Farenvól rushes in.

Farenvól: “It’s ok !” She braces your arms, almost like a mother would. “Settle down.” Sweat beads off your head. It was a PTSD episode. It’s very common among those who survived Raccoon. You look around the room for signs of holes from the claws, as if it’s a natural response to knowing where those creatures have been. “My goodness, your heart is racing.” She puts her hand on your forehead and the pain shoots up.

You wake up in a cool room of stone, with several candles around you. There is the sound of rain outside of a window which is covered by wooden shudders. It’s dark out. Your headache is mild. You are alone.

[slicsinatra]

“Jesus. Hate those things.” I get up and stir around. Do some stretches.

[Dragnoxz]

You feel rested. A bit groggy and like you slept a long time, but the headache is nowhere near as bad as it was.

Dixie: “Hello ?” She calls out from outside your room.