Francis pressed the elevator release and rode down to the next level. The group would surely follow, but they were a little anxious.

He stepped out into a cold metal room that was full of sealed lockers. One of the lockers was open but empty. He also noticed the same elevator he'd just taken could be sent down another floor.

"What have we..." He stopped suddenly when he realised there was company.

Laying in the middle of the floor, face down was a familiar face, or at least familiar back of the head. It was Izza.

"There's no way..." He muttered as he crept over and shook her with his foot.

"Who's there...?" Mumbled Izza looking upwards.

"How did you...." Began Francis before being cut off again by the sound of the elevator. The rest of the group milled in.

"Izza...is that you?" Said Percy in disbelief.

Frederic stood and smirked, shaking his head. How bizarre. However the smirk was short-lived.

"Wh-what...what...." He began, pointing frantically.

The group turned to look at the child stood near the Southern exit. It was smiling up at them gleefully.

"What the hell is that?!" Shouted Sam as the thing began to slowly approach, still smiling.

The child was bright red all over, with human features save for the fact it had no ears. Occasionally, purple sparks would dance around its body as it moved. It also hovered a few inches off the floor. As it approached, the group realised it was levitating and defying gravity.

"Don't be afraid. I used to be afraid too...but that will only hold you back from what you want to see." Said the child in a haunting voice.

The group began to back away as the child hovered across the floor. It was aiming itself at Francis determinedly.

"Kid I don't know who or...what you are...but I got nothin' for ya!" Said Francis exasperatedly.

The red child looked up at Francis with a smile. It was close enough for Francis to feel its breath, but the child was not in fact breathing.

"No...I don't think you do." It said in the same melodic and haunting way, before lifting its hand gently and touching Francis' forehead.

The touch was gentle, but as if a switch had been turned off, Francis fell to the floor with a resounding thud, unconscious.

"We can play later." Said the child, turning to look at the horrified group.

And with that there was a flash of purple electricity, a whooshing sound, and the child had disappeared from sight.

Eliza stepped over to Cassie who was leaning silently against a wall. With a swift motion, she grabbed hold of Cassie's arms. The normally sassy but recently quiet lady suddenly let out a shrill scream as sparks flew from her hands.

When the sparks had stopped flying, Eliza walked away calmly. Cassie fell to the floor, unable to stand properly.

"Wh-What the hell bitch?!" Screamed Cassie.

The group was ready to move on.

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