[Log] Another near-miss.
<Jeff[extradimensional]> *A muffled *thump* comes from one of the walls, in the vicinity of a large mirror.*
<Jane[invisable]> "Um. Thanks. I'm Jane."
* Soze flinches.
<Jane[invisable]> "Do the walls usually do that?"
<Jeff[extradimensional]> *If one looks at the mirror, there's a reflection that shouldn't be there. There's no one in the room, but the reflection of a man weakly pounds the surface of the glass. He's nearly collapsed with exhaustion, and his clothes are in shreds. His head is bowed, and he's shaking.*
* Jane[invisable] wouldn't see herself anyways. But she peers then frowns so much! This makes no sense at all. "There's a man in the mirror."
<Soze> ...no...they--
* Soze looks at the mirror.
<Soze> ...
* Soze 's hands are shaking. He takes another sip of his coffee.
* Jane[invisible] isn't smug. But she's kind of freaked out. "Is he trapped?" They should get him out. Somehow.
* Jeff[extradimensional] looks up, staring at the floating dress in front of him. He's filthy, covered in dust and dirt, and his eyes are wide and bloodshot. [No...] he mouths silently.
* Soze puts his coffee down and walks up to the mirror. Carefully, he places his hand against it.
<Soze> I'll get you out.
* Jeff[extradimensional] 's eyes widen even more in recogintion. [Keyser?!] His shoulders begin to shake, and he raises both fists to pound against the glass. *thumpthump* [So close...so fucking *close*!] He's shouting, but no sound can be heard through the glass, except the muffled pounding of his fists.
* Jane[invisible] steps back. "Should we get help? Or can you do it yourself?"
* Soze closes his eyes. He looks like a breeze could blow him over-- he's that tired. "I don't know."
* Soze hasn't moved from his spot at the mirror.
* Jane[invisible] silently fusses. She can't fuss at the man in the mirror so she silently stands a little ways away from Soze and,....wills him to not fall over.
<Soze> ...Jeff, can you hear me? Can you nod if you hear me?
* Jeff[extradimensional] stops pounding and stares at Soze. His shoulders are still shaking, his breath still hitching, but he nods. His eyes are haunted and terribly *old.*
<Soze> I'm going to speak with Nick and Randolph Carter, and we're going to get you out of this. Can you stay in that spot?
* Jane[invisible] would silently fuss but she thinks she's still dripping water and she's going to get herself a coffee. No reason to drip her shower water on the man trying to help...the man in the mirror.
* Jeff[extradimensional] closes his eyes and sobs, resting his head against the mirror. A moment later, he looks up again. [I don't *know*! I try...I've been trying for so *long.* I can't stop *moving.*]
* Soze is too tired to sound really soothing (everything's all deadpan now), but he tries anyway. "Shh."
<Soze> I'm going to speak to the King in Yellow.
<Soze> We aren't standing for it.
* Jeff[extradimensional] begins to throw himself frantically at the mirror. [No...NO! PLEASE NO!] A moment later, the reason becomes clear. Jeff is *unraveling.*
* Soze sinks to the ground. Excuse him.
* Jeff[extradimensional] is *gone* from the waist down now, and threads rapidly spiral away like a sweater being unraveled. Bit by bit, Jeff is pulled screaming away from the mirror, and then even the threads vanish.
* Jane[invisible] stares a bit. In a 'holy shit' kind of way. But it's impossible to see.
* Soze is slumped on the ground, forehead resting against the mirror.