Section P Season 3, Episode 15

Presented in partnership with my collaborator TheCosmicBeholder 

In this exciting new series, the sole survivors of the Worst World Invasion try to stay one step ahead of Dark Centennia and her shadow army

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Episode 15 - I Think We're Alone Now

"The whaty-whaten of what..?" Cassandra asked the agent in puzzlement.

"Nexus of realities" she replied matter-of-factly, looking away in frustration over the situation. 

"Woah" said Lacrecia, "Cassy, babe! Your face! You're bleeding"

Cassandra put her fingers to her labret piercing and winced, "Fuck! That stings."

"Your piercings must have gotten pulled out during transit.." Lacrecia said, frowning. 

"Non-organic materials can't make the journey." the agent said, leading them past the millions of threads leading to the Bureau building. 

"How come you guys show up in suits and guns then?" Cassandra quizzed. 

"Our technology is engineered to be organic matter."

Cassandra and Lacrecia shot each other a look. "Eww..." Cassy took a step forward and suddenly grabbed hold of Lacrecia's arm for balance. "Woah! What the fuck?! I feel like I'm upside down!"

"The laws of reality are different here" the agent said sternly, "You'll get used to it."

Cassandra's nose wrinkled with a frown as she regained her equilibrium. She took a loose piece of rock and held it out in her open hand. The rock floated upwards into the nether as if gravity was in reverse. "Riiiight....." she murmured. 

"So..." began Lacrecia, ".. where are we headed? And how come I've got still got Excalibur with me if only organic stuff can travel?"

"To the reality that began all this... mess. We must find it's tether. As for your sword.." the agent's eyebrow raised as she regarded them thoughtfully as if for the first time, before returning her focus to the path ahead. "We must hurry. Each second the darkness is spreading through the multiverse."

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A little way away, the severed tentacles of Worst Kate Five lay discarded. Unseen by the three women, the tentacles melted into a kind of a proto-shadow and coalesced into a pool. Soon a clawed hand with the palest skin emerged and gripped the rock, and soon another. A head of thick, black curls emerged next, and within their shadow was a pair of black eyes glistening with rage.

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TO BE CONCLUDED!

* The Bureau of Singularity appeared in Journey Into Misery 4 by TheCosmicBeholder and is used with permission