When you get to the east campus, the demonologist was right, you see a lot of weird things going on, nearby plants are growing older and younger before your eyes, buildings are indeed disappearing and reappearing. It’s a mess. You see Catalina watching it all in wonder. She looks at you briefly only to acknowledge your presence and then goes back to watching the changing landscape.
“I see you choose to check on Quayle.” You say.
“Yeah, I think he’s in that small gray building over there, the only one that seems to be stable. I can’t get to him though, well at least I’m not risking it, I sent some of my troops in there and I watched them either accelerate in rot and disintegrate, or even stranger actually turn back into their living selves until they eventually became babies and then nothing. In fact I’m getting out of here as it only seems to be getting worse. This plan sucks.” Catalina replies.
“Well someone’s gotta go in, so I guess I’ll do it. I’ve risked too much already to fail. I suggest you go help Mr. Demar.” you exclaim.
“Wow, this whole thing has really made you really authoritative. You’ve come a long way since Enchantment class.”
“Yeah well I’ve had a revelation that I’m really good at this necromancy stuff and I won’t be denied my career in it before it’s truly begun.”
You suddenly grab Catalina and kiss her on the lips; she pushes you away and slaps your face.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Just because you’re not incompetent at one thing, doesn’t automatically mean I’m wet for you!”
“Well let me show you I’m not incompetent in two things then!”
“Ha ha. Maybe later, like next century. Nice try though. But I will go help Mr. Demar seeing as that would be the best course of action for me. Good luck with the time storm there.”
As you check out Catalina’s ass as she leaves you realize you should be focusing on the task at hand, but it’s just you feel so alive for the first time in awhile as ironic as that may seem given the circumstances.
You begin to employ the same strategy that Catalina did, and you get mostly the same results she did, however you currently have a lot more troops than she, so eventually you manage to map out a safe path to the building she thought Quayle was located in.
Apparently she was right, you see him sitting in one of the auditorium class rooms in a lotus like position on the floor in a trance. A strange white field of energy surrounds him.
“You are the future…there is no future…there are many futures…it’s all so fascinating…” he says in an echoed voice.
“Hey Quayle, we pretty much won, you can stop doing whatever it is you’re doing with time now. It’s really starting to mess things up.”
“Things have started to get better…they will get worse…they will stay the same, all is relative… how will you proceed…you have decided…”
“Uh, yeah. Look Quayle you NEED to stop what you’re doing, the whole fucking city is going to disappear if you don’t, and I don’t want to know where it might end up. So stop this right now!”
As soon as you give this order, a flash of light appears from above Quayle’s head and a bizarre creature with way too many tentacles comes out. Naturally it attacks. You dodge out of the way of its tentacle whip and command what remains of your troops to attack. You don’t know why, but you don’t feel very well in its presence. You feel like you’re about to vomit.
“There are so many things…worse than hell…worse than death…madness…insanity…I must show everyone…I have shown everyone…I have lost…I have won…”
Quayle’s either gone completely mad, or he’s speaking perfect sense. Probably both, but either way if this one creature is any indication of what he’s talking about, you’ll have to stop him, but you’re having a really hard time concentrating as strange thoughts begin to enter your mind. You see all manner of images from the past and the present…you dare say the future. It’s all going so fast though and you’re getting dizzy.
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