@"Silver"
"UNLOCK - CHEST - PLOT."
"Did you hear that?"
The moment Freddy asked, the voice he heard reverberated in his mind again, and said, this time much more clearly, "SHE CAN'T HEAR ME. YET."
It then hit him - that voice was something else. It was... the demon that had his soul. There was also the possibility of it being some random ass trying to be funny and play an inappropriate prank, however unlikely it was. Before he could meditate further on the choices presented to him, however, he had to consult his companion.
"Hey. I think the demon's... talking to mEEEAAARGH!"
Suddenly, Freddy was glowing a surreal, reddish hue and twitching erratically in midair above the unmoving body on the table. His movements were wild, and gradually settled down, until he was poised right above the body's heart, shaft pointing down and keyring facing Evangeline. His reddish hue remained, and the keyring morphed into a sinister mouth, as though grinning ear to ear. "HELLO, GIRL."
The voice echoed throughout the room, a cacophony of what seemed to be a mix of a dozen different voices, discordant and strange. Its inflection was almost silky, and it sounded vaguely male, each word dripping with polite indimidation. "I SEE MISTER PLOTT HAS FOUND HELP. THAT POOR KEY. BUT THERE IS SOMETHING I HAVE TO ASK SO I KNOW HOW MUCH I SHOULD LAUGH... DID HE TELL YOU THE ENTIRE STORY?"
Disregarding Evangeline and not even giving her a chance to respond, the voice carried on. "LOOK AROUND. THIS KEY - THIS MAN ON THE TABLE GAVE UP HIS SOUL TO ME FAIR AND SQUARE. AND THEN HE TRIED TO RIP ME OFF! SO I DID THE GROWN-UP, REASONABLE THING AND RIPPED HIS SOUL IN HALF. NOW, I DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH HIM BEING A KEY - THAT'S ALL ON HIM. BUT YOU CAN STILL BRING HIM BACK, NON? PUT HIS SOUL TOGETHER AND SHOVE IT BACK INTO HIS BODY?"
The key plunged straight down, stabbing into the body's stomach. However, no blood spilled out from the dull shnk; instead, the hole grew vertically, and became a zipper that bisected the body lengthwise. A solitary tentacle, thin and long, poked out of the body's mouth, forcing it open and extending. It pulled the zipper open, and from within the hole emanated a sickening glow of dull red.
The voice boomed again, this time a bit more coherent. Freddy's red glow turned into a tether of tiny runes, connected to some distant anchor within the zipper. "IF YOU CAN, FEEL FREE TO TRY IT, GIRL... I EVEN OPENED UP A WAY TO MY LITTLE SLICE OF HELL. IF YOU CAN GET THIS SOUL BACK... I'LL EVEN REWARD YOU FOR IT. BUT IF YOU CAN'T... YOU'RE GOING TO BE HERE FOREVER. IS THIS SOUL WORTH THE RISK? YOU TELL ME - IN TEN MINUTES, THIS PORTAL WILL CLOSE AND I WILL LOCK YOU OUT OF THIS ENTIRE DIMENSION FOREVER. CHOOSE WELL, GIRL. YOU DON'T WANT TO DISAPPOINT THE AUDIENCE."
On cue, what sounded like cheering from a massive crowd came issuing forth from the portal, and the light cleared up, becoming instead a warm, sunlight-colored glow. Freddy jerked again in midair, confused. "Okay, what - what the fuck is this shit under me what the absolute -"
"UNLOCK - CHEST - PLOT."
"Did you hear that?"
The moment Freddy asked, the voice he heard reverberated in his mind again, and said, this time much more clearly, "SHE CAN'T HEAR ME. YET."
It then hit him - that voice was something else. It was... the demon that had his soul. There was also the possibility of it being some random ass trying to be funny and play an inappropriate prank, however unlikely it was. Before he could meditate further on the choices presented to him, however, he had to consult his companion.
"Hey. I think the demon's... talking to mEEEAAARGH!"
Suddenly, Freddy was glowing a surreal, reddish hue and twitching erratically in midair above the unmoving body on the table. His movements were wild, and gradually settled down, until he was poised right above the body's heart, shaft pointing down and keyring facing Evangeline. His reddish hue remained, and the keyring morphed into a sinister mouth, as though grinning ear to ear. "HELLO, GIRL."
The voice echoed throughout the room, a cacophony of what seemed to be a mix of a dozen different voices, discordant and strange. Its inflection was almost silky, and it sounded vaguely male, each word dripping with polite indimidation. "I SEE MISTER PLOTT HAS FOUND HELP. THAT POOR KEY. BUT THERE IS SOMETHING I HAVE TO ASK SO I KNOW HOW MUCH I SHOULD LAUGH... DID HE TELL YOU THE ENTIRE STORY?"
Disregarding Evangeline and not even giving her a chance to respond, the voice carried on. "LOOK AROUND. THIS KEY - THIS MAN ON THE TABLE GAVE UP HIS SOUL TO ME FAIR AND SQUARE. AND THEN HE TRIED TO RIP ME OFF! SO I DID THE GROWN-UP, REASONABLE THING AND RIPPED HIS SOUL IN HALF. NOW, I DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH HIM BEING A KEY - THAT'S ALL ON HIM. BUT YOU CAN STILL BRING HIM BACK, NON? PUT HIS SOUL TOGETHER AND SHOVE IT BACK INTO HIS BODY?"
The key plunged straight down, stabbing into the body's stomach. However, no blood spilled out from the dull shnk; instead, the hole grew vertically, and became a zipper that bisected the body lengthwise. A solitary tentacle, thin and long, poked out of the body's mouth, forcing it open and extending. It pulled the zipper open, and from within the hole emanated a sickening glow of dull red.
The voice boomed again, this time a bit more coherent. Freddy's red glow turned into a tether of tiny runes, connected to some distant anchor within the zipper. "IF YOU CAN, FEEL FREE TO TRY IT, GIRL... I EVEN OPENED UP A WAY TO MY LITTLE SLICE OF HELL. IF YOU CAN GET THIS SOUL BACK... I'LL EVEN REWARD YOU FOR IT. BUT IF YOU CAN'T... YOU'RE GOING TO BE HERE FOREVER. IS THIS SOUL WORTH THE RISK? YOU TELL ME - IN TEN MINUTES, THIS PORTAL WILL CLOSE AND I WILL LOCK YOU OUT OF THIS ENTIRE DIMENSION FOREVER. CHOOSE WELL, GIRL. YOU DON'T WANT TO DISAPPOINT THE AUDIENCE."
On cue, what sounded like cheering from a massive crowd came issuing forth from the portal, and the light cleared up, becoming instead a warm, sunlight-colored glow. Freddy jerked again in midair, confused. "Okay, what - what the fuck is this shit under me what the absolute -"