Xaviers!

Haley got Basil to the infirmary easily enough, he weighed far less than some of the cars she had lifted and smashed in her day, only about 150 pounds by her Americanisms.

Nothing had changed about his condition, despite several attempts through various methods to rouse him by medical staff. It seemed until someone telepathic with some authority showed up, they may not be capable of getting him awake again.

And God only knew when that would be.

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Colette watched with apprehension. It had just been so sudden, it didn't make any sense to her.

"Could it not have been... could not someone have slipped somezing into his drink?"

"I don't think anyone here would do that...and weren't you with him like the whole time? Wouldn't you have seen something like that?" Haley asked, her arms crossed over her chest, a concerned look on her face that clashed with her cowgirl costume.

"This is..."

She sighs.

"Trust me, drinks don't do this."

"...do you have any idea what did?"

"This... feels like it's got a telepath's fingerprints on it. I mean, I could be wrong, but..."

"Well other than you and me...and I guess Miriam too...would anyone on campus be able to do that? Not talking about reason to...just...like able to?"

She frowned, wringing her hands uncomfortably "I don't know. I can barely keep other people's thoughts out of my own head. What if I like...subconsciously did something and I hurt him."

"There's... it feels like a construct, Haley. I don't think he's been taking mental defense classes."

"Someone else made him a construct in his own mind...?"

"There's a wall between his conscious mind and his surface thoughts."

"Is that something that we would want to try and break down? Or would that be bad?"

"There's a lock on it that I'm going to see if I can crack. You can come along, I guess."

Colette just watched with concern. She didn't have any telepathic powers; technically she didn't have a brain. So most of this talk went over her head. She couldn't do much more than just sit and hold Basil's hand.

"Yeah. I'll try to help." Haley replied with probably-misplaced confidence in her telepathic prowess.

Chase sat on a chair in the corner, joining Colette in the concerned watching. Telepathy made him extremely uncomfortable and it showed. But he knew it was what was necessary to help Basil, so he didn't say anything.

"...alright. If things start to seem to go sideways with us, try to wake us up, aye?"

"We shall do our best." Colette tried to give Sam a reassuring smile.

Haley floated some chairs from another part of the infirmary into position next to the bed for herself and Sam.

Haley looked to her, mindspeaking, "I'll help however I can...but you'll probably have to lead..."

"I can at least lead you to what I saw," she mindspeaks as she takes a seat.

The invisible ravens emerge again to lead Haley into Basil's mind, aiming for the wall and the lock.

Basil's mindscape isn't difficult to traverse even for a layman like Haley. The two find what they are looking for with ease: A wall with a rod iron gate, the kind Sam might mentally associate would be barring them access to someone's garden, with a old-style padlock and chain keeping it locked.

It seemed sturdy enough, but appearances could be deceiving.

Haley sat in the chair in the infirmary, closed her eyes and focused for a moment and then watched through her slowly opening eyes as the ravens emerged from Sam. Her own avatar, a surprisingly taller, idealized version of herself dressed almost like a steampunk cowgirl emerged and followed behind the birds.

"...should we break in?"

"I'm going to try to get a feel for this first," she says, approaching the lock. Her avatar mostly just looks like her, but the ravens are still present.

She puts a hand on the lock and tries to feel out whether it belongs here.

The lock 'belonged', not placed there by an outside source but by the owner of the psyche they were in.

On the backside however, Sam would 'feel' an engraved image into the metal. When inspected further, it seemed to be a crudely designed jelly fish.

"Look around for something that looks like a... jellyfish?" She says to Haley, taking a step back and looking around.

Upon inspection of the immediately vicinity, neither of them would spot anything even remotely similar to a jellyfish.

On this plane of reality that is.

"I...don't think I see any jellyfish?" she replied squinting in confusion around their vicinity.

"Does a jellyfish mean something here?"

"...oh. Colette? ...well...she is sort of made of jelly stuff? So maybe?" her avatar scrunched up her face in thought.

Haley's avatar nodded, and back in the infirmary, her physical body spoke, her eyes still closed.

"Colette...we need you...in here," she said in a trance like voice, "this might feel...a little weird."

She tried to extend her telepathy to bridge all four minds together. It was crude, and she had nowhere near the refinement of Sam, but it would probably got the job done.

...hopefully without damage.

To Colette, not a lot had been happening.So Haley's comment caught the girl in a bit of a daze.

"In where?" She asked before her vision went fuzzy, as if she were falling asleep. She might not have had a brain the same way that other humans did, but she did still had a mind. Which meant like everyone else she was linked to the Astral, though unable to tap into it on her own.

If Haley had trouble maintaining the link she could always reach into Colette's head and give her nucleus a squeeze for a direct connection.

What joined the two on the other side was... not quite like the pink googirl in the flesh and blood world. Feminine in shape, it lacked defining traits like facial features or hair. It looked to be made out of some sort of glitter slime, but looking closer it was almost like a void that contained its own universe, twinkling glitter in purple and pink goo or glittering starts swirling in multiple nebulae, both yet neither.

"... what is zis place?"

There didn't seem to be a disturbance in Basil's mindscape by Haley bringing in a new entry.

A few moments after Colette asked her question, A wardrobe appeared over her. Clad head to toe in black latex, her attire was some how simultaneously more and less revealing than her Halloween costume.

In a corset like top and a ruffled skirt that had an asymmetrical cut to the left, her arms covered in opera length gloves and her legs in thigh high platforms that matched, she was dressed like a villain out of a steampunk novel.

On her head a fascinator was placed at the normal, jaunty tilt that bore an embellishment of a small jellyfish charm in multiple colours.

Familiar with what it felt like to have foreign objects stuck inside her, Colette would feel something buried in her chest now. Upon closer inspection, it was attached to a heavy necklace chain which was around her neck.

"...your boyfriend's head."

Colette looked down at herself, seeming to be rather absorbed in her "skin" as she was in her attire. Apparently her choice of costume that day had made an impression.

"He is not... I mean, we... nevermind." The "woman" fidgeted and reached within herself to produce a length of necklace chain, hanging from which was a very ornate and old-fashioned key, the bow in the shape of a jellyfish.

"Does zis... mean somezing?"

"Good chance that might be the key to this gate... Haley replied.

"Oh, it is locked?" Colette asked before she approached the gate, the big padlock rather obvious. She tried the key in it and found that it turned, emitting a loud clack sound before springing open.

"... are we not in ze mind where anyzing can happen? Why did you not simply imagine a ladder?"

"It's usually better to be more... gentle? I mean, not to force things when you can use what's already there."

The gate swung open to reveal it didn't lead into a garden at all.

It was a tunnel, wide enough only to pass through single file. It was clear that someone was expecting Colette, but why that would be still wasn't apparent. But it was obvious any answers they would get wouldn't be found on this side of the wall.

"Well...that's kinda ominous looking..." Haley replied, peering down the tunnel.

"Right, well, I got you in, so you can take it from here, yes?"

Yeah, she wasn't really feeling like going down that spooky hallway.