Myths
Legacy Name: Myths

Their costumes are simply otherworldly. They appear to be crafted with magic, and held together with determination. Their faces too. A slack to the muscles; a deep rooted fear in the eyes. They dance a frenzied waltz, and you begin to fear watching them.

Squinting against the glare of the room you spy a doorway. Hoping it is dimmer, you start toward it even as a part of you screams to stop. The part of you that has been here before. The part of you that knows where this leads.

You continue your stately walk around the fringe of this disturbing crowd, and start down the stairs that await you beyond the doorway.

That one part of your mind throws itself at other parts of your mind trying to get you to pay attention. To wake up.

The air grows cooler and darker as you descend. Soon you reach the bottom and are quickly ushered on to a waiting bus that is filled with people. People you recognize from home. From your reality.

The bus races along a zigzag route unerringly heading toward the very center of the world.

A zoo? Not one like you've ever seen. One you hope you don't see any closer, or ever again.

The people on the bus titter with excitement. That one part of your mind starts screaming inarticulate words of frustration and agony.

You're stopped in front of an enclosure, and the people push you forward telling you to hurry.

You fall into the enclosure.

You meet him.

A tall, emaciated zebra like creature. His legs meet in one hoof, a hoof you are relieved to see chained to the wall. Looking up, you can't look away. The creature has no lips to cover the set of deadly teeth. His red eyes burn brighter than anything at the party.

He notices you.

Stares.

That one part of your mind falls silent.

The creature lunges.

You watch in detached amazement knowing he's much too far away to reach you.

The chain snaps taught, and the creature stretches.

Now you feel the fear.

The creature, enraged, throws himself towards you again.

Comes closer.

You back up, and hit the enclosure wall.

He lunges again.

You jump.

You glance over your shoulder and see people milling around the bus.

You land.

He lunges again.

Stretches farther.

You feel his hot breath as you jump.

You yell to the people. There is no reaction.

You land.

You jump again just barely missing his teeth.

You yell louder.

No reaction.

Jump.

Scream.

Land.

You're getting tired.

Your jumps are getting lower.

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