This one is brought to you by Pahrak.
Underscore peeked out of the dark hallway, the hastily-drawn dagger shaking in his hands. A few tiny points of light hung over the arena chamber, showing him that at least a few spots were safe, but the majority of the room still lay shrouded.
He would have to risk it. As quietly as he could, he gulped down his fear and walked out into the room. He instinctively scurried to the nearest light. A flash at his side startled him—a figure appeared, tall and menacing, appearing to vibrate and flicker…
A hologram. One of the arena’s projectors had a glitch, it seemed. Underscore was just beginning to calm down when he heard it.
“Mirror, mirror, make thy call…”
The voice was terribly familiar. It rang out from where he could not see, circling around him like a vulture in preparation for its prey to drop. He tried to stay calm, but he only shook harder.
“Which of them is next to fall?”
The light above him shut off. Stumbling back, Underscore turned to the next light, only to see it shut off as well, followed one-by-one by the others until the arena was entirely dark. Underscore fought the urge to scream.
More projectors switched on. A multitude of hazy images formed and unformed: Toa, Skakdi, Matoran, and a myriad of other beings, phantoms from countless worlds dancing around him, laughing, shouting, arguing in garbled voices. And above it all sang that one, terribly familiar voice.
“All your fears are now to pass…”
With a shout, he ran. Underscore bolted across the arena, pushing his way through the illusory warriors without slowing down. He was almost to the door when one of the illusions reached out and grabbed him. Another Onu-Matoran threw him against the ground, stepping through the hologram that had obscured him, and loomed over Underscore, flashing a smile illuminated only by the ambient light of the nearby projections.
Underscore fumbled for his knife—he had dropped it. He wanted to look around, but he could not take his eyes away from this stranger. No, not a stranger…
For his assailant had the same face as him.
“You’ll ne’er overcome the looking glass.”---
What awaits you?
Distortion releases November 13th.