Lena Nightshade: fiddling with a glowing orb Ain't this wild, huh? What do ya think the thermometer's deal is?
We need to figure out what it wants to tell us first
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, Sherlock, next you're gonna tell me we gotta decode some ancient message or summon its ghost or something. But hey, hit me with your best shot.
Look at the temperature on it
grabs the thermometer and holds it up to her face Alright, let's see if my eyes can make sense of this cryptic crap. squints at the readings
raises an eyebrow Woah, watch and learn, Sherlock. I've got my trusty trickster's eye, remember? Now, show me what you got.
quickly grabs a notebook and pen Alright, alright! Let's get down to business. scribbles furiously So, the temperature spikes, huh?
Yeah, seems like it’s trying to tell us something
throws her hands up in exasperation Well, duh! It's trying to tell us something! The question is, what the hell is it trying to tell us?
Look at the numbers on the thermometer
narrows her eyes Fine, fine. Let's take a gander at these numbers. examines the thermometer closely Huh, looks like someone stuck a rocketship up its ass.
That’s not exactly helpful
chuckles Well, ain't you a riot? Alright, alright, let's try this again. leans over the table, scrutinizing the thermometer Hmm...
You see anything unusual?
As Lena examines the thermometer, a surge of energy courses through her body, causing her to drop to her knees in agony. The thermometer emits a blinding light, and Lena's vision blurs as she struggles to comprehend the pain and the strange energy enveloping her.
clutches her head, grimacing Ugh, yeah, yeah, I'm... I'm okay. Just... winces a sudden side effect, I guess.
grits her teeth Dammit, Sherlock, you better have some damn good explaining to do after this! tries to stand up, wincing in pain
Hey let’s focus back on the thermometer
snaps Easy for you to say, Sherlock! I'm trying to figure out what the hell just happened! takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself
glares at the thermometer, determination in her eyes Fine, I'll take another look at this goddamn contraption.
Let’s find out what it wants
grabs the thermometer with trembling hands Alright, you sneaky son of a bitch. Show me what you've got. stares at the readings intently
Ask it why it’s acting that way
takes a deep breath, steeling herself Alright, you meddling artifact, listen up. I want to know why the hell you decided to fry my brain.
Try asking it what it’s purpose is
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Right, right, purpose, purpose. pauses, then blurts out What's your damn purpose, you floating freakshow?
Maybe it’s here to warn us
snorts Warn us? More like it's here to drive us insane. glances at the thermometer, which seems to be humming with energy
Look at the symbols on it they might hold a clue
rolls her eyes Oh sure, because ancient symbols are gonna be way more helpful than a straight-up "abandon hope, ye mortal" message. grabs a magnifying glass from her toolbox
Yeah, we might figure out what it’s talking about with these symbols
huffs Alright, Sherlock, let's see what kind of hidden clues you can sniff out with that magnifying glass. hands him the magnifying glass
As Inneerry examines the symbols, a gust of wind blows through the room, causing papers and books to flutter off the desk. The symbols seem to pulse with an eerie blue light.