Outside (Survivor Aichi)
-He freezes.-
-The ground just shook.-
-The ground just shook.-
-The ground just shook.-
-There were times when zombies were chasing someone down. They became a large, rumbling stampede...-
-So... yeah, he's having flashbacks.-
-He's definitely having flashbacks.-
-He's trying to reach for that crowbar, but he's a little overwhelmed at the idea of a massive stampede of zombies rushing towards him.-
It's just a small microchip implanted with portal-technology.
Subdermal, beneath my palm.
If I press my middle finger twice on my palm and then swipe, I open it.
It's a tiny pocket dimension, it's literally only the size of like... A moon.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postOutside (Survivor Aichi)
-Well, he finally snapped out of the oft forgotten brother of fight and flight (that is to say, freeze), and instead has chosen to go with flight.-
-So, he starts running away from the rumbling.-
-Doesn't matter if there aren't supposed to be any zombies here. His brain's caught up in his flashbacks and dread.-
Yeah, Ahxen had advanced technology... surprising for a bunch of Pharaoh-worshippers, I know.
But that's what happens when the biggest cultural shift was caused by visiting Earth.
Five-hundred years of democracy was toppled by a bunch of Ahxenites who liked Egypt too much.
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That's because this is a sort of- pocket universe.
World between worlds.
I think the nature of this place is why I can't use my usual personal storage solution.
Because that relies on being adjacent to a pocket universe of my own which... this place isn't adjacent to it.
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