| ((Yeah, one other thing, too. The hatches don't seal completely. You can go through them again, backtracking. However, the room you go back to may not always be the same one you left, because of the shifting. Oh, and Az? The pics aren't working.))
Vergil stood in the center of the white room he originated in, collecting his thoughts and going over his possiblities. He was sure that this was not the demon realm that he thought he had been in. The last he remembered, he was charging across Hell to do battle with the Prince of Darkness, and he found himself here. Perhaps this was the Devil's way of testing him. It was unknown to Vergil at this time, so he discarded his thoughts and moved to the orange room that he had scouted earlier.
The colored panels in the orange room had an intriguing pattern of horizontal lines across the walls. He glared at them suspiciously, as they were a new addition, and not from the old room. As he set foot down in the orange room, the lines shot forward across the room towards his legs, a razor thin wire that would surely cut right through him. He leaped up and grabbed hold of the ladder rungs on the ceiling, and pulled himself flat against the ceiling. Ascending waves of razor wire shot across the room, the topmost one slashing through the trailing edge of his trench coat before they all returned to their original places within the walls.
Vergil let out his breath with a whoosh and manuevered his way over to the ceiling hatch. He undid it and went on through... |