[center][h3]Abandoned Warehouse
28/6/2015 Sunday[/h3][/center]

Shortly after Kami emerged from Masahide's dungeon with him in tow, Tadao returned with Mako. Matthew had already left to deliver Shizuka to the hospital, and Megumi went with them out of worry. Of course, it was both Tadao and Alexei who would take Masahide and Mako to the hospital too. Soon as they left, a voice was heard from the end of the hallway. Rui recognized it. The voice belonged to a detective, he met him some time back. The brown scruffy coat paired with the well kept, yet messily worn suit underneath was a strange combination, he had short hair and a stubble, in black, his face was gaunt, some age, his gaze was intense, and by the looks of his figure he was a man that commanded a great deal of physical strength too.

[color=gray]"I knew it was you kids... You all seem to know something we cops don't"[/color], he began. Kazuki was the first to get defensive and took a stance like he was ready to fight, as did a few others.

[color=gray]"I'm sorry if I caught you off guard, but I saw you all step out of that giant mirror behind you... Whatever the story is behind these kidnappings, I'm afraid no one, even me, would be able to believe it..."[/color], he sighed with frustration, stepped to look off to the side.

[color=gray]"Years of being a detective and trying to help people, and some case comes up without answers, turns out I couldn't do anything about it at all... Top it all off, one of my colleagues' son is involved, though I doubt his father knows anything about this. By the way, that's how I found this little setup. You're really good at finding things kid, but you're not so good at covering your tracks"[/color], he was referring to Kami, who tried not to look surprised.

[color=aba000]"It was... Necessary..."[/color], was all he could say.

[color=gray]"No worries, I have men twice your age who would take longer digging up some of those files and connections. So that old cult is involved right...? And you guys somehow trace it to... Whatever this mirror is. Don't worry, I'm not here to bring you all in or anything... It's just as a responsible adult, I'm worried... One thing I know about these cultists is that at the flip of a hat they would kill someone in their way. So watch yourself when you're chasing them, even if I told you to leave it to us cops, you guys would probably still go off and do it huh...? Anyways... Don't be afraid to call the station, if we can help somehow... My break ends pretty soon, so I must be going. Stay safe kids"[/color], and with that he turned and left... Seems he was a good man, but you could feel his frustration too.

[color=slategray]"Well... That was a little unexpected... We should all probably go home and rest. We'll mull over everything another time"[/color], Rui suggested. Everyone seemed to agree. As they all walked off, the warning the detective gave them stuck with him... He would not figure out why it ate at him, until that day a few months from now.

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29/6/2015 Monday[/h3][/center]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_Fc3PxsXzE]"Welcome, to the Velvet Room"[/url], their eyes slowly came to. It was an unfamiliar room with an unearthly yet elegant blue decor, they sat at what they could only assume was a long, fancy dining table, and most of the people sitting here seemed to be mere black silhouettes save for two others as each of them could see.

Mako was the first to notice his outfit, mostly since it felt stiff and formal, and made him feel like a businessman. Even his glasses seemed to go under a stylistic change. One thing that stood out however was the blue and black thematic of the outfit, which matched the room they were situated in. The decorations upon his suit spoke "fancy dinner event", a blue rose lapel pin, and the ever-difficult eldredge knot for his blue satin tie. The suit was a navy with a matching black shirt as well, the buttons however were gold.

On the other end was Masahide, a dark blue striped shirt alongside a black suit jacket, what made this in particular stand out was the pocket square, a deep blue handkerchief that stood out from the otherwise plain outfit. As he raised his hands, he would notice he was wearing blue gloves matching the pocket square, and gold-blue cufflinks for the jacket.

Shizuka who had come to last noticed she looked dressed for a ballroom dance party, strangest to her was that she came to while holding what looked like a parasol, intricate blue black lacing patterns, and her clothes in a pseudo gothic lolita to match and compliment the formality of her dress. It seems to flare out more towards the bottom too. High gloves that went up to near her shoulder that seemed to be held up by a lacy pattern.

[color=royalblue]"I am Igor, this is a place that exists between mind, and matter, dream, and reality"[/color], he began. The long nosed man was distinct, even from across the room, that long nose would be the most defining feature to identify him.

[color=royalblue]"Only those who have signed a contract, are allowed in here... I'm sure you all recall the reception?"[/color], a strange dream from months back, but yes there was such a thing...

[color=royablue]"In any case, it appears you all have been saved by your friends from a most terrible fate"[/color], only their dungeons would come to mind... Was that real? Was this even real?

[color=royalblue]"You... Have drawn the Moon Arcana"[/color], he began. Mako immediately realized what the "Moon" symbol in front of him meant. It was his arcana.

[color=royalblue]"The symbol of inspiration, creativity, and the ability to be attuned with their surrounding world without the need for signals... But all the same, it comes with manic illusions, fears coming to life when there should be nothing to fear... The delusions of a madman. You appear to have narrowly avoided the latter"[/color], he said. He drew yet another card from the deck in front of him.

[color=royalblue]"And you, the Tower Arcana. It represents pride, arrogance, and an ironic downfall as a result. I am sure you are familiar...? However with the help of your friends, or new friends, the painful fall has been avoided"[/color], like before the man named Igor drew yet another card.

[color=royalblue]"And finally, the Temperance Arcana. Those who draw this, often find themselves having difficulty balancing the things in their lives, a balance so delicate if it falls far on one end, then it could be disastrous. Such misfortune for you seems to have been avoided, and now you find harmony beyond it"[/color], and with that the cards were put away.

[color=royalblue]"You will all return here of your own volition in the future, for now I leave you this key"[/color], he clicks his fingers, and the lady standing next to him begins walking around, and placing keys in front of each of the guests.

[color=royalblue]"But until then... Farewell"[/color], and with that, they lulled back into unconsciousness, to wake up in their hospital beds shortly after.