he spoke slowly and calmly. "i want to rebuild the creature by hand, i want my friend back. i want to kill the god of terror. i want to destroy his plans. i need to eat a sandwich... because... i am very very hungry." the voice chuckled with joy before speaking to morgan again. "then it shall be so. you may make the creature into something more then just your friend, the former beast." morgan saw with a slight amazement that his fingers now exuded trillions of strands of latent dark blue energy that coursed through out his body.
the strands, extending themselves into the peices of the creature and slowly brought them together in the order that morgan thought would best suit his new form. no longer were the chunks of the beast morbid looking bits of a death machine, but they all had, upon contact with the strands, melted into a kind of blue greenish liquid with a circuit pattern to them. "why... are you doing this?" the once angry voice of the creature said through his peiced together voice box. mogan continued to work at a furious pace. he didnt care about anything other then the creatures reconstruction. "because," he said with a blank stare, the dark blue strands stitching together a new body for the creature, "youre my friend."
back in the house of the illogical. caasi had been led out into the center courtyard. she looked around at the morning and night sky that seemed to have blended together in a patchwork sense. she had given up trying to understand why things were in the singolarita dimensionale the way they were a few days ago. her soft brownish hair rustled in the mixed tempreture wind that had all the pleasurable scents she loved all rolled into one. doow had been teaching her how to navigate the house of the unreasonable for the duration that she had been there.
she often talked with her other self and tried to understand the way things worked on the underside of the plain, and every once in a while, when she needed a break from the seemingly endless parade of the unreasonable, the illogical, and the uncomprehendable, they switched places. she found the underside to be the exact oppisite of the overside. but of course, when she was either side, it was always the overside, and so on and so forth.
there hadnt been much progress finding a way out of her current predicament. caasi often went to the house of the illogical whenever she wanted to visit different places. on the rare occasion she would end up at the door to existence, and watched morgan quietly work. she wondered when he owuld be finished so they could finaly spend some time together. but she knew that when he appeared before her, he would be ready.
one day inparticular, she was walking by doow and brian talking. she overheard their conversation about what the underside was planning, so she decided to join in to see if there was any other way to get out of the crazy cartoon like place. "i just dont see it happening like that. i mean, the gravity on either side of the plane keeps us rooted to the ground. but i guess THEY would be able to just dig up through the ground... oh! caasi! i didnt see you there. you look troubled." brian said confident in his abilities.
caasi looked confused, but now a days it always seemed like she was trying to keep things together whenever she was anywhere near doow or brian. "well... i wouldnt say that im troubled. im just trying to find a way out of here besides going through the white hole." doow grunted, "i think we have more important things to worry about then people leaving us. dont you?" he said with an uneasy tone of voice. caasi was a little tired of his bossiness. "excuse me, but i noticed that wheneveri went to the edge of the plane, the underside caasi would go to the edge as well. so maybe your problem isnt really that bad after all?" she said annoyed.
"shes also right you know, the houses of the reasonable, logical, and comprehendable have been pretty quiet as of late. maybe we should go talk to them sometime?" caasi wondered if the underside was having this same conversation as well. "only one way to find out! lets go to the house of the uncomprehendable! today, it looks like a giant plate of chips. tomorrow? WHO KNOWS!?" caasi hadnt been in the house of the uncomprehendable, she couldnt comprehend it.
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