Rhissa remembered only she took an ironwood staff. Its knob was
in the form of grinning skull. She remembered her disgust at such a
thing... A flash blinded her and she sensed matterless void
11. The Museum
She heard her heart beating; distorted voices, full of anger and
hatred, filled her head. She thought she recognized Nlaminer's
voice... Soon the voices passed away.
She heard wind whistling in her ears. A calmness and certainty
suddenly filled her heart. Nlaminer was alive, that's for sure. The
being calling itself Toxxar did not achieve its goals yet. No reason
to feel panic. This metal certainty did not leave her even when her
feet touched a cool floor, in the fullest darkness.
She had only the weird heavy staff. The room was large and quiet;
cool draughts were flying it over and over. She raised the staff and
it emitted bright white light.
A giant monster, grinning savagely, stood above her. She
was frozen with terror. When she was about to defend, she
noticed there were no noises, smells and even life emanation from the
giant bear-like creature.
She walked around it. An imitation, a stuffed beast, no more.
Whoever worked on it, it was fine and careful work. Even hunger
in its eyes was very natural. Rhissa looked at the floor, amazed...
and understood why her footsteps were so soft. A carpet of dust, half
foot deep covered all around. Trying not to raise it, Rhissa began
her studying of this strange place she has been thrown to.
She tested her contact with the Realm. It was weak, but her
powers will slowly regenerate. The worst of all is she had absolutely
no equipment. No water, no food, nothing at all. She was on her
own, with Nlaminer outside this reality.
As for food and water, it was simple; she will not starve to
death. Judging by the speed here energy was restoring, she will spend
most of it to provide her nutrition for her body. And this ugly
staff was the only weapon.
She sighed. Time to learn how one could leave this abandoned
place and where it was lying.
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