[She's so turned around. There's in and out and not much else; some last little scrap of logic reminds her that this space can't be over ten feet deep and that's it, but it seems impossible.
Move? Not yet. Navigate? Not possible. Think like a hacker. Refuse the restrictions. Finding her in this form, the Devil is whispering something that she strains to hear.]
Whhh...oh. Ghost? Think "up" thoughts.
[She uses Force Distrust and demands that they hear. Radio white noise pours in like acid to dissolve the din, and the enchantment becomes soft where Mia's hands land on it.]
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[She's so turned around. There's in and out and not much else; some last little scrap of logic reminds her that this space can't be over ten feet deep and that's it, but it seems impossible.
Move? Not yet. Navigate? Not possible. Think like a hacker. Refuse the restrictions. Finding her in this form, the Devil is whispering something that she strains to hear.]
Whhh...oh. Ghost? Think "up" thoughts.
[She uses Force Distrust and demands that they hear. Radio white noise pours in like acid to dissolve the din, and the enchantment becomes soft where Mia's hands land on it.]