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[b][color=a36209]Level 1[/color][/b]
[b][color=fdc68a]EXP 1/10[/color][/b]
[b][color=a0410d]Mercy Dreams[/color][/b]
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[i]Blink. Blink.[/i]

Cloudy gray eyes were cast about the room as Nocturne came into awareness of her new surroundings. She had followed a light, a beacon among the void that guided her here to this room. Her scans revealed the details that classified this room: Stone walls, small enclosure, metal bars sealing her inside…. She was in a prison cell.

[i][color=fdc68a]Hmhmhuuum…[/color][/i]

Nocturne began to hum a melody to an imagined song, but it was discordant, like she couldn’t quite keep the tune. She stepped lightly over to the bars of her cage, humming persisting, and turned her attention to the door. Lightly she pushed on it, the door predictably hardly budging before the lock caught and prevented it from opening further. She paused as her unflinching eyes consider the reaction as if the door stopping was some novel idea. She pushed again, the door, once again, rattled without budging far.

Closer. Nocturne bent forward to bring her face a few inches from where the door met the unmoving caged wall. She pushed, the door rattled but did not open. Again. Again. The hallway and cell were filled with a duet of a rattling door and strange humming. The maestro of this unmeasured noise making was blissfully unaware of the world around her as the mind searched itself. Memories, processes, equations… they came and went in that fractured mind, but somewhere there was an understanding on how something as simple as a locked door worked. More importantly, how to unlock that door without the key…

She would remember at some point, if she could find that mechanical knowledge. Her eyes soon started to study every part of the door as she kept pushing, tirelessly working and trying to think. It would only be a matter of time before something trivial as a locked prison door would be dissected by the instant genius of one so studied… if only Nocturne could recall.

Nocturne had nothing but time. However, should another hear her humming and door rattling and come to investigate, they’d find Nocturne, unbothered by just standing there and trying to open the door to a new world out there…

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