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[attr="class","skulltitle"]導通抵抗

[attr="class","skullbody"]The second Isaac felt fingers slip through fingers, he knew he'd fucked up.[break][break]

Isaac ground himself to a halt, his heels digging against the floor of the house of horrors. It was okay. ana fell was right behind him. Sure, she was having a lot more fun in the house of horrors than he was, even as the slow tension of the house drove his hesitance into fear and her enjoyment into derangement. Sure, she was a lot more willing to stop and admire the scenery, even when the scenery starting literally drawing blood from him. But she had to be close, right?[break][break]

He turned in an about-face and slammed facefirst into a mirror that wasn't there before. "Cygne?" he asked, voice small. He reached for the mirror, and he felt Something reach back. The second his hand brushed against its, only harsh metal barbs were there to greet him. Nope. Not his Cygne. Not even close.[break][break]

He wanted to stay. He wanted to make sure he could find her. And yet.[break][break]

"Just keep moving." That was advice that Isaac could get behind, especially when the labyrinth had already claimed two of them in surprisingly fatal ways. "Yeah. Yeah, you're right," he said. "I'll see her on the way out. I know it."[break][break]

The wireframes had gathered at the periphery of his vision. It was as if they were waiting for him to come to his decision, lurking like predators on the fringes until then. And once he'd steeled his resolve, they were there to test it. They came running for Isaac, and Isaac didn't think twice before breaking back into a run.[break][break]

He'd make it through this maze. He had to. For her.[break][break]

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