A distortion wave followed.... it was hard to grasp the science behind this technology but Spade was fascinated with it's applications. Finally, the view came into focus. They saw the exact same location as one would view the other side of a fish tank. It was a dark room... then, we see mental patiences wandering the halls and bumping their heads agains the walls. Charon clenched down on Spade's hand for some reason... he momentarily *gasped*


Charon: This... this isn't right. What are we doing here back in the loony bin?


Perplexed, Spade kept his eyes peeled at the visions. And then, we turn around to the left corner and a man in a long black coat swifts behind a counter -- we appear to run down the hall and turn to follow him. The man stops and looks around -- we hide in a corner. Then, he enters a door.


Charon: Spade... letme drive this please? He can't see us only feel our energy if we get too close


DS I got it now.



Charon: I think it would be ok if we fully merge into that reality.


::Spade tilts his head and eyebrow... before he could say "What?"... Charon inputs key commands into the mainframe and the room distorted once again. Spade closes his eyes feeling nausea. He felt as if his body was torn a part and re-assembled. Which was the case at hand! Charon then whispered to Darkspade....::

Charon: You can open them up now. We're still undetectable but please try and keep your Unholy Darkness stuff to a low key... in fact, turn it off if there's an on/off switch.


Spade opens his eyes and sure enough, they where standing in the hallway as opposed to just recieving a vision. Charon and Spade progress towards the door and open it. Once inside they realize that they have entered the records office..... and just several feet infront of them was a man shifting through the cabinets... Spade flutters and the man stops what he is doing and turns around. Charon backs Spade away and puts her left hand on Spade's forehead. The man makes a curious face and then turns back around and heads off into another direction...





DS What the... What does F'ein Dacor have anything todo with this? Could your machine be busted?