Lokinta has a minion!

Energy the Dark Matter

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"Are you ready for your tour of the Asylum?" Swaying away from the main lobby you have followed Unmitigated down the first hall of his Asylum. Asylum being the one word that echos through your head as a reminder of just where you were. The first guest you met seemed so quiet and calm after he had come and interrupted whatever that had been. Now soothing light floated through the windows and your beating heart has slowed down into an understandable rhythm. Unmitigated begins to show you to the first door of the bright hall. Inside is a nice, clean, recreational hall. A slow thump of music is floating in the air, literally. Strange black notes with a glowing hue are floating around the room! They seem to be making small squeals like mice make.

You're astonished.

There are three people in this room, not considering you or Unmitigated. Your focus leads to the beginning of the floating note trail. Its coming from the form of a young man. He's dancing and twirling around happily and from him the objects are as well. You think he's making a factory of all these creatures but then you notice once they drift to far away they zip in a blink back to their owner only to drift away again. The friendly atmosphere the boy gives off envelopes you with warmth.

You smile.

Unmitigated pushes you gently further into the room. You hand lightly reaches up to touch one of the floating creatures and it astonishingly lands. You can hardly feel it there its lighter then a speck of dust. Once you blink and reopen your eyes the room has drastically change. Everything has been covered in snow!

You look around wide eyed. The boy who produced these notes is now pure violet with black ears, tail, and stripes running down his arms and legs. On his face is a mask to hide his clear eyes. Your forced to blink again. One reason its a natural thing for your self to do, the other in a gasping shock of what you witnessed. For that split second of opening and closing your brought back to reality. The little note has drifted back to be absorbed by its owner again. "Almost like a miracle?"

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