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Night 72: Basement: Grand Ballroom
[Teleporting from here.]
A dizzying moment of surreal suspension followed the activation of Sechs' teleportation ring as the darkness of the main hallway was swiftly banished by the chandelier lights of the underground ballroom. The sudden change in environment jarred Sechs' senses for a few seconds, forcing him to squint his eyes against the amplified light. Once adjusted, the Replica took in his surroundings as he slipped the ring off his finger.
He was relieved to see that they had made it to the entrance of the basement in one piece. This was his first time using that ring; the last thing he needed was for the teleportation to go wrong, but so far it appeared to be a success. What was even better was that Sechs was able to avoid going through the walk-in freezer like the night before, preventing another flare-up from his post M-U ailment. "Heh! Talk about convenient!" Sechs remarked as he appraised the ring, "Too bad this thing needs blood to work all the time..."
Like the night before, Sechs retrieved his machete and replayed the blood-giving procedure to the ring, cutting his thumb with a repressed grunt before allowing the red droplets to fill the morbid jewelery.
Once that was out of the way, Sechs turned to check on Aigis. "You alright there?"
A dizzying moment of surreal suspension followed the activation of Sechs' teleportation ring as the darkness of the main hallway was swiftly banished by the chandelier lights of the underground ballroom. The sudden change in environment jarred Sechs' senses for a few seconds, forcing him to squint his eyes against the amplified light. Once adjusted, the Replica took in his surroundings as he slipped the ring off his finger.
He was relieved to see that they had made it to the entrance of the basement in one piece. This was his first time using that ring; the last thing he needed was for the teleportation to go wrong, but so far it appeared to be a success. What was even better was that Sechs was able to avoid going through the walk-in freezer like the night before, preventing another flare-up from his post M-U ailment. "Heh! Talk about convenient!" Sechs remarked as he appraised the ring, "Too bad this thing needs blood to work all the time..."
Like the night before, Sechs retrieved his machete and replayed the blood-giving procedure to the ring, cutting his thumb with a repressed grunt before allowing the red droplets to fill the morbid jewelery.
Once that was out of the way, Sechs turned to check on Aigis. "You alright there?"
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[Coming from here!]
There was something different this time, when Skulduggery blinked and the grand ballroom shimmered into existence around him. There was a group of other people, standing over near the stairs that led down from the kitchen. Presumably down here for the same reason they were, and without the benefit of a Teleportation ring to help them.
Skulduggery and Gabe, however, had reset the ring last night to take them right outside the door leading to the Sphinx, which put enough distance between them that even Skulduggery couldn't hear what was being said. The group didn't look like they were in danger. Skulduggery, unfortunately, knew better. If Landel's horror stories weren't enough of a hint, none of them were making a move towards one of the doors, or even to explore the ballroom. One of the group was facing the others. He didn't look like a friend.
No blows had been landed yet, though, and the quick side trip with the Sphinx shouldn't take too long. Skulduggery and Gabe would have to make their way back through this ballroom to retrieve the other artifact; if there was a fight going on when they did, they could help then. Their hands would be less full, for one thing. They might even have the Sphinx's help, for another.
"Let's be quick," said Skulduggery, heading for the door. "We wouldn't want to keep Antony waiting."