The scenery had been dull and dreary for some time, nothing but piles of grey rocks on hard-packed grey dust, so to perk himself up, Tepic sat down, pulled his dice from his pocket, along with a tattered notebook and a stub of a pencil. Hunched over, he threw the dice, then noted the numbers in a neat column, adding to those already there.
The aetheric entities turned towards him, their vieny eyes studying as they started to close in. The cat got to his feet and fled as the beasts chased after him. He didn't take the time to examine the realm he had found, and it all blured together as he already began to try to escape. He had to get out now or he would have worse to deal with than those monsters behind him.
Arnold tried to piece together what he had seen and heard since arriving so that it made sense to him, but Metier was waiting for him at the top of the lift. He growled at the dead man, who was apparently happy to see him.
Arnold rode the magnetic lift down to the Wilde, and he was surprised to see Blackberry Harvey asleep on the couch, while Bookworm paced back and forth. "Arnold?!" Bookworm exclaimed, and then as Blackberry stirred she lowered her voice as the cat got off of the lift. "It's good to see you once again."