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You've been down here for such a long time.

It's difficult to tell, perhaps, exactly how long it's been; the lack of need to sleep or eat has become more and more prevalent as time goes by, and it's made it difficult to keep to any sort of schedule - and while the darkness remains unyielding and unchanging, the same can't be said for yourself, now, can it? The further you go, the more it feels like maybe you could belong here; the longer you're within this place, the less it seems to want to let go of you.

It begs the question, really: Is it the mine that's making you feel that way, or is it the Shimmer itself?

Something is different today.

There's a sudden feeling that you've found a chamber, that the shaft you've been wandering down has opened up in a way that's more noticeable than the occasional offshoot leading to an eventual dead end - this feels massive, open in a way that clears the air and spreads out far enough in front of you that it's difficult to tell how far out it actually goes. There are a few promising signs here, however, even if you can't see them very well - the sudden clearing of the air's stagnation is one, but the sound of running water trickling through here somewhere is also promising.

There's also a feeling that should be familiar by now; namely, it's the general sensation that you aren't alone, wherever you are.

You've found something, but perhaps more importantly, you get the feeling that you're coming far closer to your goal than you were on the outside; don't get too excited, though, as you still want to be careful - after all, this chamber opens downward as well as outward.

You can get down to the lower level if you pick your way down; it shouldn't be too challenging, and you'll probably have an easier time seeing once you're down there. Just don't fall.

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[Oh boy....here we go, then. With the (comforting) knowledge that Garma is covering her back, Page wades into the water and starts to awkwardly walk across.]

It's fine. Cold, but fine.

[Will anything stand out to her, that would make her not want to get out onto the opposite bank? Otherwise, she'll...keep on moving, until she's there. The sooner they can get the researchers to the Weird Tree, the better.]

[You're good, actually. The tree is...being a tree over there and just kind of existing at you. Do you want to take a closer look?]

[Lovely, now she's soaked from the waist down. Anyway...

....yes, let's. One more look at that tree before she gives the go-ahead for the others to join her. Any obvious threats, or can we summon the non-combatants?]

[One of the smaller crevices seems to change, the longer you look at it; it seems to be doing something from the inside that takes great effort. It splits slightly, down the center of the crevice in the bark; it opens, granting a slightly better look at what might be inside of the split.

It looks for all the world like a human eye.]

[...GARMA HOPEFULLY THE WAY SHE JUST KIND OF LEAPT INTO THE AIR WON'T MAKE YOU START SHOOTING, UM]

Ah!

[...right, okay, that's. Cool. That's extremely cool, she's pointing her gun at this eye and backing away.]

....you can cross, but be warned - this tree is looking at me.

[Oh what the hell. Don't mind Gabriel peering behind Page.]

That's... alarming.

[Yusei's been weirdly quiet this whole time, it seems like the glittering river has largely taken his attention. It reminds him of Old Momentum, how it simmered underneath the depths of Satellite. Glittering, bright, and beautiful...and deadly.

He vaguely wonders if falling into the stream would drop him straight down to the Underworld, see his father again. It's a stupid line of thought, and thankfully Page's alarm brings him back to his senses.]

...

[Okay, you know what? Sure??? This is fine???]

You don't think that's someone who used to be a person, right?

[We've had people turned into bushes and hedge sculptures and all that before, right??? Surely a tree isn't much different???]

...At this point, it wouldn't be that much of a surprise. It might honestly be...

[more than one person is what Felicia is tempted to say, but. She is going to refrain, that sounds horrific!]

Something really unpleasant. But...we should check it just to be sure.

[...Felicia's just gonna cross the river here, don't mind her, and...well, tentatively wave to the eye??? It seems impolite not to, at any rate. But don't...mind Felicia as she puts some gloves on here, because there is something she's curious about.

...Can she touch the tree, basically, or is it gonna give out the same sort of response as the crystals? And if so, what...the hell does this tree feel like. Is it just tree??? Or is it nightmares.]

[It does not give off the same response as the crystals; however, it doesn't feel exactly like it's just tree. There's a definite roughness to it, almost like bark but not quite, but it has decidedly more...give to it than it should.

It's also warm.]

[...]

This...this doesn't feel like a tree at all...

[Why is it warm. Why is it doing any of this just what the fuck is this tree made out of, what the actual fuck. This is unholy? She'd almost rather have the moss bodies back.

Alright, okay, let's...okay. Are there like...any pieces of 'bark' that maybe she can try to get off here, she's assuming the science people may want a sample but all the same, she's not...inclined to try it if it might wind up hurting whatever's going on here.

...Ditto for the branches?? Maybe the branches will be less unholy???]

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