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Pomni is so convinced that there’s a conspiracy that the possibility of this being a real escape doesn’t even occur to Pomni.
They know Caine, they’ve spent the better part of two years being Cain’e main focus of Adventures. They know that Caine isn’t clever enough to come up with an Adventure this convoluted. All Pomni is doing is delaying everyone’s escape.
The sound of heavy breathing comes rushing by and they feel something shove them out of the way and into Gangle’s ribbon arms. They turn their blocky head and see Jax slamming a fist into a button-
Oh thank fuck, Jax pressed the blue one. They look up at Gangle and wish they had a mouth so they could smile.
The feeling of relief sizzles away as their body starts to shake and hum in the familiar way that means Caine is teleporting them.
Were they wrong?
Is this actually one of Caine’s adventures?
Was Jax right?
The shaking and humming and buzzing and whizzing is getting stronger and stronger and their parts vibrate into a blur of color. That’s completely different and reminds them of asking Caine for the ability to have sex and the subsequent freak out before a model reset.
It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts!
Their body bursts into sparks and particles of color. Gangle drops their head and they stare up at the dark ceiling, wondering if this is how they go out.
They see Caine appear in a swirl of red. Caine snaps those white gloved fingers, staring directly at Kinger.
Their head is burning and somehow they’re made out of molten plastic and Kinger looks furious and Gangle is shredding oh God Gangle no-
Zooble wakes up.