Tim didn’t know where he was. His mind was initially in that pre-conscious state, and unfortunately, it spiraled down to a completely unconscious state in a short time, it wasn’t nice! Something about these tunnels was weird, as it destroyed any ounce of critical thought that he had!
An active conscience was what defined a human from a dumb animal, and in this case, since his conscience wasn’t really working, Tim was trapped within his own body and mind. He was trapped, and he wasn’t aware of that fact either, due to the very conscience that he lacked. If he was aware, he would be absolutely terrified!
This situation was bad. To make things worse, he wasn’t even at peace, regardless of how he wasn’t conscious! He couldn’t afford the luxury of such simple, mindless peace. A bunch of red lines had appeared in this tunnel, as mentioned before, and they were really making him struggle. These lines interrupted his peace, because they were tugging on his soul in some way, and each tug intensified after every couple of seconds! He really felt harassed, tortured, even.
Since he wasn’t conscious, however, he couldn’t muster up the energy to ask any questions. The red lines continued to tug on him, for what seemed like an eternity, and then, something even weirder happened!
Tim was fully conscious again, but for three whole seconds only! During these seconds, he saw Skendus the rat, right there beside him. They were still in some tunnel, but the surroundings weren’t as radiant anymore, the tunnel walls weren’t as blinding.
“What’s happening?” He asked, but his voice came out muffled. He was terrified.
“Trust the…” Skendus tried to talk to him, but to no avail.
Timothy was dragged right back into that unconscious state, as if those red lines themselves pulled him back in. They were tugging on his soul after all, so this process couldn't be random. The light around him became more radiant once he fell asleep, it became more violent, and the reason behind this was rather confusing! He wasn’t able to figure things out, but since his spidery eyes lacked eyelids, his eyes got tortured by this light thoroughly, even while he was asleep! He was aware of its radiance.
He was aware of the radiance, but he was oblivious of the reason behind it, he was clueless. If he had been awake, then he would've seen that he and Skendus weren't alone anymore!
Several ghostly entities were present now, and they meant business, in fact, they were the ones who, in their way, encouraged the tunnel to be so bright! They were powerful.
They were powerful, but their form seemed so paradoxically unappealing, that one may not even see what was so unique about them. Neither of these entities bore a form of their own, for example, or any noticeable characteristics whatsoever, because they were all merged together as one being, they looked all weird and smushed!
These entities were actually a single, huge, and joint entity! They certainly behaved like a lone, single creature, even if they didn't look the part. Tim would be terrified if he actually saw them, so it was great that he was asleep.
Several hollow faces were riddled across this joint entity, and unsurprisingly, they all chanted these similar, or even dot-to-dot identical chants, too. These loud chants sounded isolated, and cultic!
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The entities were simply terrifying, and in that joint state, they had surrounded Timothy. They acted like a tunnel once they surrounded him, which was even more heart-stopping to witness. Thankfully, he still wasn’t actually awake, so he was barely aware of their presence!
However, even in an unconscious state, he still knew that something weird was going on. These entities were tugging on his soul too, intensively, so it wasn't hard to notice their work ~ his heart felt heavy. Considering the circumstances, he might eventually be able to guess what they were doing, and why they were all so intense! He'd guess that they were actually tampering with his soul, rather than just harassing him, there was no other way to describe this.
Tim’s spidery body was close to getting torn apart, as he was getting pulled from every direction possible by this single, joint entity. If this thing went on, then he might actually get torn apart for good, as there was only so much that he could endure! ~ One could only hope that this uncomfortable process wasn’t aimless, as he certainly didn’t want to get pushed towards death for nothing!
Thankfully that was not the case, because then suddenly, he woke up! He was feeling a bit sore shortly after, but this soreness was nothing in comparison to the intensity he felt up until a second ago! He had felt molested, but he was doing fine now.
Tim woke up in an area that was mostly empty, which was convenient, because he didn’t feel like seeing anyone right now. Skendus was still by his side, unsurprisingly, and it was apparent that he had tried his best to act as both a guide and a sort of guard dog. Skendus had remained hospitable at all times, even if Tim got abused by entities so violently in between this said, soft hospitality.
Anyway, Tim looked at him and then asked. “Where are we, man? I want to talk to whatever spooky ghost was with us, cuz I’m pretty sure that something has touched my butt-hole! I'm sure of it.”
“We’re at a place called the phantom scrambler cave, and as you can guess, it’s one of the many soul tampering caves out there! It’s a very decent spot to end up on, may I add, you lucked out when you met me.” The other answered.
Then, he also added. “As for the ‘spooky ghost’ you’re talking about, don’t worry about it… or, them. You won’t see the punished brothers anytime soon, because they already did what they were supposed to do… They blessed you, they did their job.”
Tim didn’t bother to ask anymore questions after that, and he had a couple of reasons behind his slight hesitance. For one thing, he didn’t want to annoy the other with endless questions, because he’d end up sounding like a scared puppy. He was scared, exceptionally scared, but he didn’t want to appear so! He put up a tough front.
Skendus read through his calm-ish demeanor, though, and thought. “Hah! This little bastard keeps forgetting that I can read minds. He’s so harmless!”
Tim was oblivious of what the other was thinking about, so he kept up his ‘tough guy’ front. The second reason why he didn’t want to ask many questions, was because he likely didn’t need to. He was in a soul tampering cave now, after all, and if there was anything to explore, he could do it right here!
He muttered, “Those spooky bastards ‘did their job’, huh? Well let’s just see then, shall we? I almost lost my legs trying to get to a soul cave, countless times too, I put in a lot of work! So, let’s hope that those spooky brothers made me stronger already, cuz I don’t want to work for it anymore.”
“Oh, trust me, they helped you.” The other followed along, “The punished brothers tampered with your soul, they readjusted it, so to speak. The work they did on you, is sort of like an initiation process, to get accepted to the cave that you’re in right now. This cave will ‘fuel’ the readjustments that the brothers made, it’ll give you a type of strength that you won't get anywhere else in the world. With that being said, this is the best spot to test what your soul is now capable of. Go nuts!”