Winter Solstice Thread, Part 3
The Black HoleIt began as one scientist’s miscalculated journey from one universe to its alternate. For Andre, it was a fortunate accident, one he had no intention of correcting. His world had been decimated by the awakening of the Old Ones, and monsters walked that earth now; its people dead or hiding.
This other world had escaped that fate. Andre would’ve done anything to stay. But his attempt to cover his tracks only widened what had become a weakened ‘tear’ between his old world and this one. For long weeks, creatures knocked at the door, some intentionally and some not. Each bit of traffic through the tear only worsened the situation until finally, on the winter solstice, a multitude of tears opened and beasts beyond imagination began to spill onto this plane of existence.
But contradictory universes cannot exist in the same time, the same place, without consequence.
The longer the tears remain open, the more unstable things become.
While people and demons on the streets below fight for survival, a virtual ‘black hole’ begins to open in the sky, as two competing universes struggle to equalize and can‘t. A sort of gravitational pull begins to tug home the creatures that belong on the other side, and along with them, victims that have been grabbed up as sources of food.
The wind howls. Acid rain falls. The ground buckles upward. Lightning forks from the noxious clouds to the ground, and strikes all manner of structures in between. The tear becomes greedy, and soon it seems as if it won’t be satisfied to only pull back what belongs to it.
It wants to swallow up this world, too.
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