[you are suddenly at the bottom of a pile of heavy, square-cornered objects. it is rather hard to breathe and they're jabbing you in uncomfortable places. you may want to move.]
[too dark. . . heads outside to the hallway to fetch a torch, though he purposefully grabs one that wasn't a part of the three that were originally lit]
[instinctively jumps back a bit when he does that 8|;;
but when nothing explodes, he lets out a sigh of relief and presses forward toward the center lantern, keeping the torch extended in front of him so it catches threads before he does.
[i-it's cool I have a ton of burns at this point, what's one more? gently tosses the glass between his two hands as he waits for it to cool so he can pocket it]
you can see the strings now if you're careful -- they shine at the right angle. there are more hooks and glass parts hung at ground level around the room, and then some up above, which you'll have to use the rope for]
[you will actually have to either Twister your way through the strings -- many of the gaps are pretty narrow and complicated -- or. well. set more of them on fire.]
[I AM LIMBER, I CAN TWISTER MY WAY THROUGH-- well, due to burns and pain and stiffness, that only works so well. he doesn't mind setting a few threads on fire to compensate for his loss of mobility, but he makes sure those are the ones that don't have glass or copper hanging from them]
[the pieces up here are copper, actually! just bundles of very, very thin wire. there's also an indent at the top of the platform with a glass nest in it.
. . . you're missing one wire bundle; it's at the top of the rope. oh dear.]
[t-taking another moment to rest on the platform before he attacks the rope, just to allow the pain from climbing the pole and moving around so much to dissipate a bit.
and then with another deep breath he pushes himself to his feet and starts hoisting himself up the rope]
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it looks like a superfine thread that extends between the floor and one of the walls. it dissolves into ash after a few seconds]
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but when nothing explodes, he lets out a sigh of relief and presses forward toward the center lantern, keeping the torch extended in front of him so it catches threads before he does.
hopefully]
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unfortunately you might spot something hanging on one of them that is now . . . slowly melting]
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Oi!
[r-reaches out to try to grab that something before it melts completely D: BURNS BE DAMNED]
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now moves more carefully across the room, keeping an eye out for more things hanging from the invisible darkness threads]
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are you setting their threads on fire.]
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you can see the strings now if you're careful -- they shine at the right angle. there are more hooks and glass parts hung at ground level around the room, and then some up above, which you'll have to use the rope for]
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takes a brief moment of rest, before climbing up the pole toward the platform so he can collect the higher glass pieces]
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. . . you're missing one wire bundle; it's at the top of the rope. oh dear.]
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and then with another deep breath he pushes himself to his feet and starts hoisting himself up the rope]
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