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Hania rolled off of Anise as quickly as she could and bounced up to get feet. She smiled cheekily and rubbed the back of her head with her left hand, "Sorry." She laughed awkwardly them sighed.

She held her arms out and watched as globules of the strange yellow slime fell onto the platform. She flapped her arms once, violently. A large amount of slime colluded with the ground with a resonating [I]splat[/I].

She held the sleeve of her nightgown up to her nose and gagged at the putrid stench it gave I off. She reached behind herself and fumbled with the ribbons on her upper back that held her dress together, grimacing and moaning as her fingers dredged through the viscous liquid. Finall she had undone the dress and let it fall to the ground with a satisfying[I] plop [/I].

She now boasted a far less modest attire: a simple white breastcloth tied snuggly about her chest and a pair of white culottes that fastened tight around her mid-calf with a simple brass button.

She stepped cautiously out of the pile of rot-soaked cloth and crossed the platform to Anise, she bent over her shoulder and watched the strange blue node turning in the lantern.

The tree's gentle ticking turned into a violent fit of mechanical noise then fell strangely silent. Around them was a foreboding silence. Hania looked up from the lantern and began to turn in a 360. Suspense built and hung thickly in the air around the party and reached its climax as the unknown stalked them from just outside their field of vision.

The ancient platform shuddered and Hania lost her balance, falling on her side behind Anise and hitting the metal surface with a dull[I] thud[/I].