<span style="color: green">“Well done and thanks neymi”</span>He said as Darion’s eyes followed the light Neymi shined into the access hallway.  He followed it with his rifle as she spoke up.  He didn’t actually say anything more, at least not until he was sure they were clear.  There didn’t seem to be anything moving in the maintenance hallway as he watched in the flashlight from Neymi.<span style="color: green">“We can hope.  But always expect something to go wrong.”</span>He said.  Little did he know he was completely right.<br/><br/>Darion waited a moment, before starting to move toward the now open doorway.  Only to stop when Ianthe spoke up, almost a yell.   It made him stop for a moment.  And he was glad that he did. As, soon after, Neymi tried to follow he watched as something similar happen.<span style="color: green">“Neymi?  What...” </span>He began, but she went off completely before suddenly she dashed off unlike Ianthe.<br/><br/>Darion didn’t take another step towards the door.  Each person that seemed to walk through that door apparently went crazy.<span style="color: green">“What the Hell just happened?”</span>Darion cursed as he watched the darkness where Neymi disappeared to.  Only hearing her footsteps echoing before they were gone.  Then he turned to watch Ianthe as she wasn’t even in this world any more.  Darion was helpless to do anything but watch as he argued with himself.<span style="color: green">“Can either of you track Neymi?  If not, one of you go grab Ianthe and bring her back.  She seems to have fallen into some sort of delusion by what she is saying."</span><br/><br/>He didn’t know the cause of whatever just happened.  He wasn’t about to risk going to grab the girl unless neither of the robots would move.    Someone had to grab Ianthe before she got too far away as well.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>