You threaten the door to open, but it does not budge.
You whisper the secret phrase of the Dark Tides Occult...
The door remains closed. If it could laugh, it would be laughing at you. You are pretty sure there isn't even a "Dark Tides Occult". That's just silly.
Well that was an unexpected spontaneous costume change. Tingles still is creepy, though. Thank god he didn't become the giant squid monster.
Tingles seems to understand your intentions as you approach him, and before you can even say or do anything he beats you to the punch by flinging himself at the door at full speed. There wasn't even a motion. He was just launched into the air by some invisible force.
Regardless the door remains shut.
Tingles tries to slide his hands between the doors, but even with his body manipulation powers he cannot make his hands thin enough to slide through.
Open Sesame also doesn't work.
Verton beings to lose his patience (and possibly his sanity--I wouldn't blame him) and begins talking to the door.
: Okay door, you are very much getting on my nerves. You need to open now. There must be something to make you open...
: THERE IS, GREGORY.
: !!!
: !!!
: YES. I AM A TALKING DOOR, WITH A CONSCIOUS, BUT A DOOR NONE THE LESS. ACTUALLY IM NOT REALLY JUST A DOOR. IM ALL OF THE DOORS. ALL SIX OF THEM. AND THE TOP ROOF THING THAT OPENS UP, BUT THATS CLOSED. JUST LIKE THE DOORS.
: OH. AND THE REST OF THE NEXUS, TOO
: Will you open?
: UHHHH. I KINDA DON'T WANT TO.
: Well why not? We need to get inside, you know.
: YES, YES. I KNOW YOU DO, BUT THOSE SPIDERS ARE RUNNING AROUND AND I DON'T WANT TO LET THEM INSIDE. I WAS ALREADY INVADED BY THEM EARLIER TODAY AND IT WASN'T PLEASANT.
: JUST IMAGINE HAVING HUNDREDS OF SPIDERS RUNNING AROUND INSIDE OF YOU. COULD YOU IMAGINE HOW THAT WOULD FEEL? I CAN'T. I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING. I CAN'T EVEN MOVE. BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A BODY.
: I don't mean to interrupt your existential crCIA but we are short on time.
: Yes. Now, Mr Door, could you kindly open. Just for us? I promise no spiders will follow behind us.
: WELL ACTUALLY... I LIED. I DON'T EVEN THINK I CAN OPEN THE DOORS IF I WANTED TO. THE DOORS ARE PASSWORD PROTECTED.
: Well... whats the password then?
: IF I TOLD YOU THAT IT WOULD DEFEAT THE PURPOSE OF THE PASSWORD, WOULD IT NOT?
: I WISH I COULD LET YOU IN BECAUSE I KNOW YOU ARE THE REAL GREGORY, AND NOT THAT IMPOSTER FROM BEFORE. BY THE WAY, SORRY ABOUT THE INFORMAL INTRODUCTION TO YOUR MINDSCAPE. USUALLY WE HAVE THIS GRAND TOUR AND EVERYTHING BU-
: Imposter? What imposter?
: SOME GIRL WAS SNOOPING AROUND HERE DISGUISED AS VERTON. SHE OBVIOUSLY DOESN'T UNDERSTAND HOW THIS PLACE WORKS. SHE REALLY SHOULDN'T BE HERE, BUT SOMEHOW SHE DEACTIVATED THE DEFENSE MECHANISMS.
: That's why we are here! We are trying to get her out, and the only way is through the Thought Stream. I'm not sure how but Past Me didn't really explain that well.
: OH THATS EASY. YOU JUST GOTTA ACTIVATE ALL 6 LESSER STREAMS, THEN THROW HER IN WHEN THE MAIN STREAM TURNS WHITE.
: So will you let us in?
: I STILL NEED A PASSWORD.
: Damn it... got any ideas, Verton?
: I'm thinking...
:
mennen i know wwhat it is: Not now, Tin- What? How?
:
i know these things you know: I'm... not sure I understand but that really doesn't matter right now.
Tingles shouts the name "Marcellina". Although Verton's face is covered by a mask, you can sense that the name brings him great pain.
The Door is open. A terribly drawn fog seeps out.
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