Grinning wider as she continued to attempt to pass through the door. She always demonstrated some kind of intuition and she appeared to finally kind of get the fact that the world she grew up knowing was a wicked lie. Frederick heard as her once confident and defiant voice began to waver after the final time of her trying to leave the passage.<br/><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffff">“Whatever do you mean Alice? You’ve been free to leave this whole time. You know a phenomenon exists when one passes a threshold. You see, if your heart truly doesn’t want to leave, reality will conform to that desire. It appears since you keep coming back that you are where you need to be. Now take a seat before you do something that is reckless….” </span><br/><br/><br/>Taking in a deep breath he gathered his will and slowly began to shift the floor to turn into a slope, the intent would be to force her to slide away the doorway. As the floor shifted the chair turned to face her, he would redirect the momentum for her to make contact with the chair and have her sit down.<br/><br/><br/>With a thud the floor became level again and Frederick now stood behind where she sat.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffff">“Look, I am sure you have a lot of questions but deep down inside. You need to understand that this is the truest reality that you experiencing here in this moment. The world exists as this open sandbox and for aeons people dared to challenge the fundamental rules that everyone accept.”</span><br/><br/><br/>As Frederick spoke the ceiling became transparent and before them was a star filled sky free of light pollution. The light of the milky way became their primary light source, the texture of the floor reflected this light.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffff">“No one knows what happened, maybe they looked into the sky or experienced some form of sensory awakening. What is known is they found power. How people sense and manipulate is relative but one thing was apparent,”</span>shoving his hands into his pockets he moved this time to stand in front of her.<br/><br/><br/>Closing his eyes he reached up and plucked a star from the sky. Within his fist there radiated a light glow, opening up his palm the star existed as a warm glowing marble.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffff">“We were to be the gods who would inherit this plane we live in,”</span>he said as he held the orb in his palm as if offering it to her.