Night 44: Walk-In Refrigerator

[gald_digger]

[from here]

They were making good time, but there wasn't anything good about that. With the entrance to the basement just ahead of them, Anise could feel her chest tighten with dread.

"You will find yourself able to enter so long as you are willing to make a sacrifice."

That's what that golden monster said before, right? There was no telling what kind of sacrifice it meant, but it probably wasn't anything small. If it came to that, she could be sure that Sync would be shoving one of them ahead to take the brunt of it. Maybe one of them would die. Maybe both of them would.

Anise felt a strong chill surge through her body as she thought about it, but maybe it was just the air inside the refrigerator. She stepped to the side, shuddered, and hugged herself for warmth. She remembered where the trap door was, but Sync could go find that himself. It wasn't like he had anyone stuck to his head this time, or anything.

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[heavens-too-far.livejournal.com]

[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/735296.html?thread=60261952#t60261952).]

Well, he'd been right, though that was literally cold comfort; there was no one within the refrigerator. Yet again, their quarry was considerably ahead of them.

With a growl of annoyance, he moved to the stairs to see if he could see or hear anyone on them, but didn't proceed downwards yet. There were three of them; he wasn't afraid of being overwhelmed if he came upon them alone, certainly, but it would be considerably difficult to secure three people at once armed with only one sword. Besides, he still wasn't certain what Guy and Claude wanted to do when they caught them.

[full-score.livejournal.com]

A cold feeling that had nothing to do with the chilled air ran down Claude's spine once he saw the removed tile. Rats! It looked like they'd already descended into the basement! Claude wasn't entirely sure what Sync intended to do once he'd made it down there, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that it wasn't good.

When he approached the trap door, Claude peered down into the darkness. But there wasn't anyone he could see, which only confirmed his fears. They didn't have any time to waste. Moving forward was clearly the only option.

"What are you waiting for?" he asked in a whisper that cut through the silence. "Let's go."

[nobleman]

Here was the moment of truth. If they moved down those stairs and found the ballroom abandoned, then that meant that they truly had failed despite all their efforts. He wasn't sure how Sync had been able to rush his victims along so willingly, but right now that didn't matter.

There was no time to hesitate, and he could sense that urgency from Claude as well. Dias had been as ready as he could be for something that he wasn't entirely involved in, and the three of them were just going to need to settle this once and for all.

Guy tightened his grip around his sword as he moved down the stairs with his two companions. He would do whatever it took.

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