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Nothing about the eye hovering eerily in the gloomy sky seems to really react to the words spoken by the determined Andrea. Nothing seems to happen right away, but after a few more seconds, the chanting of the group grow in volume and intensity, their bodily movements more erratic, rapid and strange. Slowly, they rise from their kneeling position and rises up, the chanting becoming so loud and unbearable that the two human ladies will have to hold their ears due to the volume.

Finally, they all grab a sacrificial type dagger and slit their throats, spewing our their precious red liquids of life, with the exception of one of them, who calmly walks towards Andrea and Anna. Once they get close enough, they are able to recognize it is a man from the myriad of homes they watched that night together, but his eyes milky white, his skin pale and with a determined facial expression."You have made it come true! The prophecy is fulfilled! As foreseeen, you shall be their next vessel!", he says cryptically while staring at Andrea and then proceeding to like the others and slit his throat as well.

Once his blood reaches the oil like water below, the plateau with the lifeless bodies has a shimmering purple portal open up suddenly.

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Andrea watched stone faced and gulping at what she had gotten her self into. Now aware fully of what she had done making her self the vessel of this monstrosity.  All she could do now was make sure Anna could get to safety while she still had control of her own mind.  Andrea hoped that this portal would lead to the real world. She went towards the platform with the portal alone, thinking that Anna would not listen to her at this point, but still holding out hope that this monster might have given them the opening they need to get out of this place. 

She tried to convince her self that she did the right thing and that by sacrificing her self she gave Anna a chance to get out of there. Her plan was to get Anna to the other side then commit suicide and not allow this creature to have a vessel in the real world. Andrea took another disappointed gulp then walked to the portal teary eyed at her mistake. She peered through the portal in the hope that this would be her way out. 

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Anna’s eyes turned towards the group once again as the chanting seemed to take on a newer, fevered pitch. She grimaced, resisting the urge to step back. She watched in an almost sick fascination as their bodies twisted and jerked in a strange, hypnotising manner. As their voices grew shriller, Anna pressed her hands against her ears to try and block it out. Thus she didn’t hear her own cry of horror as the people took out a strange dagger and slit their own throats causing their blood to gush down the front of their garments.

In horror, Anna’s hands lowered as she stared at the now lifeless bodies, “Fucking hell…” She whispered to herself, unable to tear her eyes from the scene. She remained frozen in place, not even noticing the figure getting closer to them until he spoke. Her eyes twitched towards him and she flinched as she immediately recognised him. She opened her mouth to demand answers but only a squeak of horror escaped her as the man slashed his throat as well. This time, she did jump back to put more distance between herself and the man. Her body was trembling and her breathing was quick and shallow. Her brown eyes focused on Andrea as the woman approached the portal and peered through, “A-andrea… w-what are you doing?” She asked, finding herself too rooted in her fear to be able to move or speak more freely. 

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As Andrea get closer there is just a spiraling portal crackling softly from cosmic energies. From within she can faintly hear whispers, that are too soft to recognize as human speech or not.

The eye in the sky has remained open, observant and vigilant through all of this.

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Andrea feeling defeated was starting to come to terms with the fact that she might not leave this world alive or worse an undead puppet of this evil entity. She saw Anna frozen in horror and thought to her self about whether or not she should go through the portal. Maybe it would bring her back into the real world and she could fight the control of this thing while simultaneously searching for the person that caused all of this. Then again the portal might lead her deeper into the nightmare, making her situation that much worse than before. Still even if she opted to not go through it and stay with Anna what could she do? It maybe safer for Anna if she just went through with it and died rather than risk hurting her under this monster's control.

she stared at the portal willing it to take her home back to her life and to a place where she can make some progress in fighting this thing. As she looked around she saw that staying was no use there was no way forward or backward just stuck in the black entropy of this plateau. so she gulped and looked forward saying to her self, that if this is her fate there is no way to run from it only to face it head on. for at this point it maybe better for her to die alone in disgrace rather than loose any hope of rectifying the situation. With a deep breath Andrea walked into the portal resigning her self to whatever may come.

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To Anna, it seemed as if Andrea had not heard her, as she remained fixated on the swirling portal before her. Anna had no idea what to think, or feel. This entire mess was a nightmare; a rollercoaster of emotions. She had never before met Andrea, but the last thing she wanted was the woman to make some kind of sacrifice like Vincent, or to make some kind of terrible mistake that would end with her being a slave for all of eternity. She looked wildly around, her breathing hitching at the sight of the dead bodies. For a moment she froze when she looked up and saw the eye staring down at them, as if waiting for them to do something. It unnerved her like nothing before. As she looked down at the other woman again, she saw her seem to brace herself before her weight shifted and Anna realised that she was going to step through. Reacting instantly, she jumped forwards in an attempt to grab Andrea’s arm but she had no idea if she would even make it. The thought that she could be pulled through as well, didn’t even cross her mind. She just didn’t want Andrea to perhaps do something incredibly stupid, “Andrea!” She called, hoping to get the attention of the other woman.

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As soon as Andrea steps into the portal before her, things become pitch black before her eyes, yet at the same time she registers nothing as well. The moment kind of blurs in her mind, like the past time in the weird landscape has never existed in any shape or form.

What Anna witnesses, is basically this: The world around her and Andrea, sort of "melts", like this currently "layer" of reality is peeling off, from the top and down. For both women, they soon find themselves in the same room - Andrea's own place, except they are both coming to witness something horrifying and unnerving.

For as they regain consciousness, in a way, they find themselves soaked in blood in their clothing and hands. The room is littered with the bodies of the people from the televised transmission. Both females have painted the symbols from the book onto the walls and floor and even ceiling, despite having no obvious ways to reach there. In the middle of the room there is a large and round iron cast bowl filled with human entrails and blood as well.
The whole setup of the bowl, bodies and symbols paint a clear circle onto the floor.

Andrea and Anna both recognize a weird and nasty taste of iron in their mouths. The backs of their hands adorning the same symbol that Andrea had before in the other landscape.

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Anna’s fingers reflexively tightened around Andrea’s arm as the world seemed to melt around her, almost as if someone was delicately peeling away a filter to reveal reality once again. Brown eyes blinked, almost flinching away. Finally, her eyes finally began to adjust once again although for the rest of her life, she wished they hadn’t. Slowly, she stared around at the room, taking in the symbols on the surfaces of the room before staring at the circle on the floor. Then, her eyes rose to see the bowl and the gruesome contents within. Her body seemed to shudder, once again flinching away in disgust, “Oh God…” She muttered. The movement of her lips and tongues made her acutely aware of the metallic taste in her mouth. For a moment, it confused her. However as she stared at the bowl, she slowly began to realise what that taste potentially meant, “Oh God!” She repeated in growing horror. Her stomach twisted and she felt her body curl forwards and she retched, spewing the contents of her stomach onto the floor in front of her. Her body heaved, convulsing several times before she was able to finally get herself under control. Tears began to fall down her pale cheeks as her body shook and twitched violently. 

Slowly, she sank down to her knees before sitting back heavily on her arse, whispering over and over to herself, “What do we do? What did we do?” As if to try and get away from the filth in front of her, she scooted back until her back hit the wall. Her body would not stop trembling, and she could not shake the sense of shocked numbness that was beginning to take over. What had they done? Was this even real? Her eyes closed as tears continued to fall, a hiccup twisting her diaphragm. She knew that this moment would be forever seared into her mind, haunting her forever and even chasing her into her very dreams. She began to sob harder as she wrapped her arms around her knees, rocking back and forth in a subconscious effort to calm herself. Her eyes were drawn to the mark on the back of her hand, and her eyes remained glued upon it, seeing the mark that she had been branded with.

She now wished that she had plunged to the depths of that slick and oily sea.

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[Starting a scenario!]

Molly was walking along the street. Unknowing of the horror that awaits her, she was talking on the phone. She honestly looked very cute, dressed in a neon pink top with a glittery ribbon and lighter pink jacket and miniskirt, with pink boots as well. She looked young, but was 19 all the way.

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