[The guards on either side watch them pass, but as Kat glances over at one of them, they offer no commentary - just a curt nod that seems like a greeting.
The doors at the end of the carpet open into a narrow corridor that's startlingly dark compared to the bright lobby, particularly when the doors seal behind them, shutting out any remnants of natural light. Runner lights along the floor outline where they're meant to go however, and the walk gives their eyes some time to adjust. The further up the hall they travel, the more a muffled sound of pulsing techno beats and shuffling feet fills the air, creating a bizarre feeling of disconnecting from reality slowly, step by step.
Or perhaps it's more than just that, as a Wisdom check of 15 or above might tell them. Something seems to shift, and the sensation washing over them is remarkably similar to the moment when one realizes they're inside a dream, but finds themselves unable to wake from it. There's a certain sense that reality is suddenly more transmutable, that things could flow readily from one scene into another with no preamble or context. And a very clear feeling of no longer having to adhere to the constraints of reality, a loosening that seems to want to take hold of them from the inside out.]
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The doors at the end of the carpet open into a narrow corridor that's startlingly dark compared to the bright lobby, particularly when the doors seal behind them, shutting out any remnants of natural light. Runner lights along the floor outline where they're meant to go however, and the walk gives their eyes some time to adjust. The further up the hall they travel, the more a muffled sound of pulsing techno beats and shuffling feet fills the air, creating a bizarre feeling of disconnecting from reality slowly, step by step.
Or perhaps it's more than just that, as a Wisdom check of 15 or above might tell them. Something seems to shift, and the sensation washing over them is remarkably similar to the moment when one realizes they're inside a dream, but finds themselves unable to wake from it. There's a certain sense that reality is suddenly more transmutable, that things could flow readily from one scene into another with no preamble or context. And a very clear feeling of no longer having to adhere to the constraints of reality, a loosening that seems to want to take hold of them from the inside out.]