[ But he's right, it seems; the Redshift is beginning to resolve. The walls and floor resume their proper orientation. Time returns to a rate of one second per second, space occupies one meter per meter. And finally, with one last horrid lurch, things go back to normal.
Sort of.
He's aware of the heat first, so intense that the air almost hurts to breathe. Qubit staggers at first, but soon finds his land legs, though he's still breathing heavily and it's clear at a glance that he's immediately broken a sweat. ]
There. Hah! ... That wasn't so bad, was it?
[ It was! He kind of wants to puke. Anyway, where are they?
The room's brightly lit and brightly decorated, with fanciful crayon drawings and bold block letters and numbers hanging on the walls. There's a playhouse, a bookcase stocked with easy readers, toys strewn around the room... like a kindergarten, only all the children are dead.
The skeletons turn his stomach even more than the Redshift itself. Not because Carlisle's probably going to end up raising them - that only enters his mind as a formality - but because Qubit knows exactly where they are. He's been here before. His hand unconsciously tightens on Carlisle's arm. ]
2/2
Sort of.
He's aware of the heat first, so intense that the air almost hurts to breathe. Qubit staggers at first, but soon finds his land legs, though he's still breathing heavily and it's clear at a glance that he's immediately broken a sweat. ]
There. Hah! ... That wasn't so bad, was it?
[ It was! He kind of wants to puke. Anyway, where are they?
The room's brightly lit and brightly decorated, with fanciful crayon drawings and bold block letters and numbers hanging on the walls. There's a playhouse, a bookcase stocked with easy readers, toys strewn around the room... like a kindergarten, only all the children are dead.
The skeletons turn his stomach even more than the Redshift itself. Not because Carlisle's probably going to end up raising them - that only enters his mind as a formality - but because Qubit knows exactly where they are. He's been here before. His hand unconsciously tightens on Carlisle's arm. ]
Oh. Oh, no.