[hr][center][h1][color=007236]Mahendra Huq Zalil[/color] & [color=#255DB3]Richard Barker[/color] [/h1]
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[hr][center]Location: Athribis (Underground)
Skills: [Color=007236]Excavation[/color] - [Color=#255DB3]N/A[/color][/center][hr] 

Mahendra turned briefly to look at Lauren as she posed the question that was certainly on everyone's lips. A question they all had asked and attempted to answer before several times, and so far not given a satisfactory explaination to, least not Mahendra. He'd wish he knew what to say, what to think and how to rationalize the impossible phenomenon that was occuring around - and in some cases inside - of them. All that Mahendra could do for the moment, was to give Lauren a look of equal ignorance, before peaking his ears to the Lord Major's question. The ceiling? 

Richard was not liking the answer Faye was giving to him, not in the slighest. But hey, what should he have expected when he asked a self-proclaimed occulist in a flapper's dress about what the hell was going on around them? Richard gave Faye a look of supressed disbelief, hearing words such as Spells and Hazards. [Color=#255DB3]"Great, just great then? Yeah, let's keep moving…I have no idea what to do."[/color] Richard commented back to Faye, his free hand reaching for his pack of cigarettes and fishing one out. To hell with the "fire and brimstone". If he was going to Hell now, he wasn't going to quit smoking. And it sounded like the old man in the back needed one as well. [Color=#255DB3]"What now? The ceiling's going away too?"[/color] As if the voices they heard coming from nowhere wasn't enough!

The Bengali geologist didn't repeat the question after the clumsy American had posed it, turning back to Nora as she was having trouble navigating what he was increasingly fearing was becoming them tomb. [Color=007236]"Please, Miss Kingston. I fear our time is running scarcely short, with what our two American ladies are presenting."[/color] Mahendra said to Nora, his eyes darting back and forth the ever changing tunnels they stood in. That was until they locked onto Nora, watching in horror as her very fabric of existance was being vaporized before his very eyes. [Color=007236]"You…you're vanishing, Miss Kingston!"[/color]

[Color=#255DB3]"…She's not the only one blowing away, Mr. Subcontinent…"[/color] was Richard's response to Mahendra freaking out up ahead. He too watched someone disappearing into nothingness, seeing the Lord Major's form turning into nothing. This was unsettling, more than unsettling. Richard had been about to light his cigarette, but it only dangled on his dried lips as he watched the Lord Major disappear before him. He'd seen a lot. A whole lot; corpses of murder victims, brutalized women in wet alleyways, the filthy sewers of NYC, druggies and so much more. This? This was way out of his league, and he was having trouble processing it. This couldn't be real, it shouldn't be real, but it was. 

As were the voices both Mahendra and Richard heard; [Color=007236]"Are these the voices of the Dead? It can't be…"[/color] [Color=#255DB3]"I have no idea, pal…but 'fuck' indeed…"[/color]