I think I'll stay here for a while.

        Running at a feverish pace, the sensation of being chased fades and so she slows. She pauses, finding herself in what seems to be a lacuna, in a world without end. This place, it's barren of trees and shrubbery, blank of grass, bleached of growth, devoid of life in general. There's neither pain nor pleasure, neither happiness nor misery. She spins and spins and never gets vertigo because this place is not physical. In her mind. This is her own personal oubliette and she's damned herself. She sits cross legged, she interlaces her fingers. She looks up and just over her head in her dungeon, she can see him. She sees Artemis looming and she curses him inwardly.

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