As chaos begins to unfold, the memory snaps back into place and starts up again, oblivious to the students and the cultist struggling around it.
The memory owner takes the satchel of fine white powder — salt — and pours it into the center of the glyph in a circular motion, leaving a figure eight pattern on the ground.
Next the creature with the red crystal wreath on its head takes the vial of gray liquid and drips the contents over the salt. The glyph begins to bleed, light seeping through the lines like spilled ink.
Somehow, the light in the ground seems to repel the Cultist, but only just. It is pushed back toward the sea. As this happens, the memory owner takes the metal cube.
Bringing that silver cube up over their head, they shriek, a strange sound like an overloaded electrical transformer about to explode. One last glance at the creature wearing the red crystal wreath. Some tight and horrible feeling rises up all around you. Grief. But it's swallowed by something firmer.
The memory owner slams the gray cube into the glyph. Sparks fly, a white flame erupts within the circle, and when it burns away, it leaves a portal...to Peckenpaugh's auditorium.
The memory owner is gone. The other creatures, the ruined beach, the purple flowers, the one with the red crystal wreath all remain, frozen in time once more.
[MEMORY REPLY REQUIREMENT REACHED - At this time, you may continue to thread in this scene or flee back to Peckenpaugh. You can still find the linchpin and defeat the Cultist.]
MEMORY: A Distant Shore
The memory owner takes the satchel of fine white powder — salt — and pours it into the center of the glyph in a circular motion, leaving a figure eight pattern on the ground.
Next the creature with the red crystal wreath on its head takes the vial of gray liquid and drips the contents over the salt. The glyph begins to bleed, light seeping through the lines like spilled ink.
Somehow, the light in the ground seems to repel the Cultist, but only just. It is pushed back toward the sea. As this happens, the memory owner takes the metal cube.
Bringing that silver cube up over their head, they shriek, a strange sound like an overloaded electrical transformer about to explode. One last glance at the creature wearing the red crystal wreath. Some tight and horrible feeling rises up all around you. Grief. But it's swallowed by something firmer.
The memory owner slams the gray cube into the glyph. Sparks fly, a white flame erupts within the circle, and when it burns away, it leaves a portal...to Peckenpaugh's auditorium.
The memory owner is gone. The other creatures, the ruined beach, the purple flowers, the one with the red crystal wreath all remain, frozen in time once more.
[MEMORY REPLY REQUIREMENT REACHED - At this time, you may continue to thread in this scene or flee back to Peckenpaugh. You can still find the linchpin and defeat the Cultist.]