Wednesday, July 25, 2012

The 4th Opening

As Ahmet swings open the door ...

The door's entrance is 8 feet above the ground.  There is a blast of hot, still air, for the temperature outside is positively sweaty (above 90).

All you can see, in every direction, is a relentless flat, rocky plain that reaches to the horizon.  The stones are fist-sized, black or dark grey in color, resembling broken flint - there is not a single round stone that you can see.  The sun is hot; the sky is azure and harsh to look at.  There's no wind that you can feel.  Where you can feel the sun, standing at the door's edge, the heat falls on your skin like a hammer on an anvil.

No one finds this the least familiar.

The lavender walls of the cross-dimensional room have lightened quite a lot; so that now they are pale in color.

8 comments:

Alexis said...

Batath will speak. "Sometimes, the beast won't take the bit. Sometimes, all you can control is when to get off."

Lukas said...

"Then I would like to have gotten off two stops ago. But it is indeed too late for that. We may be stuck taking this where it goes. On the bright side, most of these stops seem relatively normal compared to SOME of the places we could end up. How about we get off at the next place it looks like we can actually survive if necessary."

Andrej said...

OK. Let's close and open the doors again, and take a vote on whether or not we get off. Repeat if necessary. Budapest is nice this time of year...

Lukas said...

What do you bet he has some kind of random hex generator he's comparing to his world map? Though if he's doing that I would bet he's discarding ocean results...

Ahmet said...

I'm worried about these changing colors; again, I wonder if they're an indication that we're running out of "charges" as it were.

But this place doesn't seem like the right stop either. Next!

Ahmet does the honors once more.

Andrej said...

I was wondering that as well Lukas.

Alexis said...

(OOC: Random generator? Me? But that would mean I had to write these posts on the spur of the moment with no preparation! That would be impossible!)

Give me awhile, fellas; haven't got time at the moment.

Alexis said...

I was wrong; the puters crashed at work, and I have had time after all.

The next post is up.