Time was hastily running out. Charon's locket radiated a brilliant light and shot through the broken glass and out into the dark void... a void which entrapped them inside of that manor which resembled the Death Family estate. Charon held the heart shaped locket in her hand and thought about what her lover, Kizmat, said to her years ago... about... how their love will always bind them no matter where they are or how far they are.... could that love transcend even this place? Then... the hope Charon had with Angel recovering Gunther's nasty mullet.
The vortex that Charon broke through was beginning to close in the corner of the room she was in... As Darkspade and Mortismere squandered about and progressively became unstable in the background... Charon turned around from looking at the window- and the camera view shifts from behind her shoulder. If only she could use her powers... this place... whatever it was... stripes away your inherit Creature powers, except, for technology or relics.
There had to be more than meets the eye in this place and if Darkspade and Mortismere refuse or unable to help-- then Charon had to be the one... otherwise, everything will be for lost. Then suddenly, there was a voice.... she could hear it from the vortex!! It was Kizmat!!!
Charon approached the twirling vortex and waved her hand across it
Charon: Love!... about dam time!!!
KIZMÄT: Charon.... as I have said, the bond we share known as the BloodSyn breaks all boundaries.... time included. I am meditating in my temple but I am not the Kizmat of the present, but rather, the past. I saw the twinkling light from your locket in my dream.... and I can only imagine how you got trapped there... but what I am about to say will shock even you. I understand it that time is not your greatest ally but I have an idea. But first, you must realize that you are technically DEAD. [Charon squints her eyes] I say technically, because, you, are in limbo between reality and the "place where all dead creatures go." Somehow, someway... you are bound with those who are with you. Since you cannot die unless you wish it- you and them are not completely dead but you passed through The Gates in an unnatural... even... impossible way.
Charon: Bollocks!! Noooo there's no way that's true... no way!
KIZMÄT: I know it is hard to believe but it is fact. You've heard about the Gates before.... Dark Sincentius spoke of it on the night he infiltrated Castle Mortis and took over the domain. I know very little about the Gates other than, they are bad news... it is meant as our Heaven or Hell but what I sense is that you and your company aren't in either... That can however change... and it can be catastrophic to not just you but to all of life on planet Earth if you don't find a way out...
Charon fusses!! Charon: Oh my god. That's WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM TRYING TO DO?
KIZMÄT: ... Dear. I know you're making faces behind that vortex at me! Please hear me out... I gather you're trying to use Gunther's wig to open the Gate... but... I can tell you you're not going to like it when I say... there's ALWAYS a way in, but never a way OUT. Unless. A sacrifice takes your place....
Charon: I am so confused. But I understand to some degree love... but that would mean three sacrifices?
KIZMÄT: The sacrifice isn't a substitute for your physical being; since well, you're technically dead remember? The offering has to come from a Creature of the Night on the outside who willingly sacrifices their place within the Gates. Another way to say it is. If they die. They don't exist...
Charon: Don't exist? As in...
KIZMÄT: As in, they are obliterated. To never ever EVER exist again. They give up their "spot" for your ticket out of there. But like I said, you're in a very unusual space... you would only need one Creature of the Night to give up their spot to bring you and whoever is with you out from there but.... it may not be like that for long. As you know.
Charon: I see it now. No I know we're running out of time but I can feel we're separating... going off into difference 'places.'
KIZMÄT: Love. I don't have muc ucccchh tim... time. So I'll be swift.... I have a plan but I cannot tell you... not enough time. Just... trust me...
Occurring at the same time....
