trans_9 | Peering into the Crazy

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Peering into the Crazy

The city. After what had gone down here earlier, the near bloodbath that the crew had barely survived, Lyta hadn't expected to find herself back down here this soon. But, here she was. She was not, however, alone. She--like much of the crew--had learned learned her lesson during the battle with the roaches that wandering off alone in this ship (despite Stacy's 'protection') wasn't something to be done if you wanted to stay alive.

So, here she was, standing--with companions--in front of the strange gravity-defying building that the Doctor had referred to as Escher. It was definitely just as creepy-looking as it was fascinating. Stairs hung upside down from the ceiling and led to doors to rooms that looked as if they, too, were suspended from mid-air. Part of her wanted to turn around, go back the way they'd come and pretend the bizarre building didn't exist. But the Doctor had said there was something inside. Something telepathic. Something powerful. And being a powerful telepath herself, Lyta knew full well what that kind of power could do if wielded by something sinister.

Going poking around was one thing, but leaving something that powerful unexplored and potentially free to take control of the mind of anyone who passed by was too much of a risk to take. Besides, if she was going to find the entity that had been possessing the captain and get answers out of it, she would have to start looking. And who knew, whatever the being inside the Esher building was might have some of those answers, too.

"Everyone ready?" she asked, giving each of her companions a look.

**open to anyone. i left it free for multiple companions (preferably at least two) to jump in, but i'd prefer that this stay as one continuous thread of one group rather than a series of subthreads**

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Nathan was there, and peering at it. How the hell could he fly around here? Be hard to keep bearings.

"Yeah, let's do it."

"I dunno if we should be doing this," says Leela, peering into the opening, her mouth quirked into a flat, worried line.

"Didn't the Doctor guy and Blue Bugface say that this place was bad news?"

"Yeah, they did," Lyta answered, turning her eyes back to the entrance but made no immediate move to go in just yet. "But, after what happened with those bugs, what in this place isn't bad news? Besides, the Doctor also said there was something telepathic in here. Something powerful. Trust me, the last thing anyone wants is some telepathic force lurking around without knowing what its intentions are...or what it can do."

"Especially when you're one of our only fail safes against a threat like it."

"Then if she is, shouldn't we be going in with more backup? They said we shouldn't go up in this joint. I'll go, 'cause you need someone to watch your back--I just think it's a baaad idea."

"I'd love to have more back-up," Lyta replied, stealing a moment to glance around them. "But I don't see anyone else jumping to volunteer. So it looks like it's just us."

Then, turning her attention back to the door way, Lyta steeled herself--sucking a deep breath and letting it out slowly in an effort to calm her own nerves--then stepped inside.

Nathan glanced toward Lyta, keep a watchful eye over her as he stepped inside as well.

"You keep us posted, you say we leave, we leave."

Leela sucks in a deep breath.

"Let's get this thing done." She steps in, and immediately is confused. Her sense of up and down is distorted by this place. She stays close to Lyta and Nathan, to not get separated.

After throwing up a telepathic shield around Leela, Nathan, and herself, Lyta stood still for several moments. With her eyes closed, she stretched out her mind, letting it slide along the smooth hard surfaces of the strange building as she sought out any hint of the telepathic presence that the Doctor had said was inside.

It took several minutes, with her having to move to three or four different spots--changing the angle with which any psychic energy might be reflecting off the surfaces--before she finally picked up on something. It was faint, but the fact that she was picking it up at all with all the physical barriers in the way meant that it had be relatively close.

Her eyes flew open and she nodded to her right. "This way," she said, finally stepping forward and following the energy up a flight of stairs in the anticipation of finding its source.

Nathan found flying in the air helped a little with getting around the feeling of everything being distorted.

"I can carry you if you want," he remarked to Leela before looking to follow Lyta.

"Nah, I'm good. Though I'm tempted 'cause the flying thing is cool. You born that way, or did something happen like you were bit by a radioactive pigeon?"

"Think I was born with it. But it only started working recently."

While Leela and Nathan trailed behind her, talking, Lyta ascended several flights of stairs--one of which even had them upside down, while another saw them walking along what had been one of the walls a few moments earlier--before she finally came to a door that opened into a long, dark hallway.

She paused again. The telepathic energy was much stronger here. And it seemed to be coming from the far end of the hallway, which was blanketed in darkness. "We're getting close," Lyta said, glancing over her shoulder at her two companions. "If you want to turn back, I suggest you do it now."

"I ain't no chicken, lady. If it gets down and dirty, y'all will need my ass there at your back."

"We keep going, but I can help us get the hell out of here if we need to."

"All right," Lyta replied with a slight nod then turned her eyes forward again. "But if I say 'run' you grab Leela and get the hell out of here, fast!" she warned.

Then, steeling her nerves, Lyta continued down the long hallway. She used all of her energy to concentrate on maintaining her block around Leela's and Nathan's minds while at the same time expanding her scan in an attempt to make contact with whatever it was inside this crazy place.

"I know you're there," she said aloud but also broadcast it telepathically in an attempt to make contact. "I can feel you."

come.

to me.

The dark is a tunnel. The tunnel leads to a space. The space leads to a cathedral ~~prison~~.

And that is where It waits.

Lyta stopped dead in her tracks and held up a hand as a signal for Nathan and Leela to stop as well. "That's not going to work," she said, continuing to broadcast the message. "Who...or what are you?"

Nathan immediately came to a halt, and grabbed Leela's shoulders to stop her from going further.

"Be ready," he gruffly murmured to her.

"That's some grade-A, high-quality evil there."

The voice is greasy.

come. to. me.

"Who-are-you?" Lyta pushed.

Nathan was quietly tense. There was something palpable about the evil encroaching in the distance.

"Which means we stay back."

"This...doesn't feel right," says Leela. There's a strange tingling at the base of her skull.

i see your minds.

a schemer, a mindreader, and...

a dreamer.

i am dreams.

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