Closed Lab 7-G / Mirage

[Marlay]

1st Of Spring 513 AV

Stairs upon column of stairs she walked striving with each stride to reach her destination, one foot after the other towards whatever fate awaited her just beyond the bend.

Marlay could her the distinct clatter of her shoes as they tapered across the floor, shallow sounds that just danced in the emptiness of this labyrinth like laboratory.

She was faced with a door, it was simple and wooden. But she just stared at it the golden plaque. Its numbers and letters, taking time for her to wrap her mind around all of it.

This lab, This place...

Only a few hours ago, the world made sense.

But as she stared at the door, the paint itself reminded her of frankly herself. It was dying and peeling back, fading as the hardwood outlasted its once white luminescent shine. Time was funny, had away of taking everything away when it started to get good. But she was left thinking about undeath and life, summing it up to hardwood and white paint. It was a hard pill to swallow, she never liked the taste of crow.

Pulling herself from quiet contemplation, she balled her fist and knocked on the door.

She would await the Master, and serve him as his underling.

She would either whither and die, or she would thrive.
The choices were ultimately hers.

[Mirage]

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