[b] Kimlee [/b]

Kimlee followed behind Chyou and Itsuki closely, her Mythin and Hawkline forming a protective barrier around her with her 'guards'. The more and more she traversed this mist, the more and more disturbed she was getting. There was something sick here - something haunting - something so foul and so dark that it permeated all of her senses. The mist seemed to react to it and quickly swirled around her intensely, pulling her vision off to the side just for a moment. When she looked forward again, Itsuki and Chyou were gone.

"Itsuki," she whispered, not wanting to draw more attention to herself. Hearing nothing in response, she called again, this time louder, "Itsuki? Chyou?" Her fear was growing as she heard nothing in response, save for what she could swear was a cackle off in the far distance - something mocking her for not only her fear, but for her helplessness. After a moment, the mist cleared, at least partially. In the distance she could see a black formation, like a gate to a grand city off in the distance. She could feel her body being pulled towards it, her mind and body desiring whatever was on the other side of that gate. All of her inhibitions fell to the wayside, her fear now gone and transitioning into acceptance.

It would be moments before she would get there.