Continuing from last week’s Isaiah the Gray #TBTRPG story, the hundred-faced man, They, speaks: “Welcome Isaiah, Jimmy, Issac. Come, there is much to discuss.”
Isaiah, Jimmy C, and Captain Issac share a look of serious concern. Isaiah turns to They.
“What is this place?” asks Isaiah.
“It is the Sith contribution.” replies They.
Isaiah follows up: “Contribution to what?”
“To you. To me.” answers They.
Isaiah shakes his head. The Force isn’t yielding any easy signposts this time. “I don’t understand.” he says.
“I know.” says They firmly. “Please, come here.”
The three men are compelled to walk forward. As Isaiah resists, the other two sense the incredible strain on the Force within the room. Ultimately though, they stand by the machine, albeit unwillingly.
Before their eyes, They opens a conduit through the Force, a wormhole of sorts through the fabric of reality itself. Inside, the Abyss gazes at the three men who feel their very essences being pulled at the tear.
Jimmy C and Issac turn to Isaiah, feeling a profound change within their companion. The Force pulsates around Isaiah like a gravity well. Eons of Force potential flow in and out of Isaiah’s system to what effect, Jimmy and Issac are unsure. Isaiah neither howls in pain nor collapses, he merely endures, his countenance severe yet focused.
The bubble of Force energy around Isaiah dissipates.
“It is done.” They states flatly.
“What…have…you…done…to…me?” asks Isaiah, completely out of breath.
“Per your arrival here, I have moved things along. It is not for me to say what happened. Perhaps the Force will share that with you in time.” answers They. “May the Force carry you to where you want to go.”
They disappears into thin air. Isaiah, Jimmy C, and Captain Issac look around but see and feel nothing. Jimmy C turns to Isaiah.
“Are you alright? What the hell was that?” asks Jimmy.
“I…I don’t know. I, I hear now. Well…understand maybe. I feel a presence in me that I did not feel or hear before. It feels like him, but…not all.”
Captain Issac interrupts: “Gentlemen, perhaps its best we return to the ship. There, we can rest and discuss. I fear here we may not be safe for much longer.”
