by Miriam Bell » Thu Sep 15, 2016 9:30 pm
"Not in the mood to deal with you right now. He's been missing for a week straight with all of this on full display, but please, go ahead, keep tanning." Miriam's avatar snipes as she drifts past Mel.
She reaches the well of clay in the center of the building and plunges her hands into it. Almost immediately the building begins to shake. Walls fold and columns twist themselves into nothing as the whole thing begins to shift and fold in on itself like an Escher painting. Miriam's hurrying not just because she's nervous but also because she wants to make sure Mel's projection or fragment or whatever she is gets caught in the process.