Unwilling to believe Sarah's words so easily, and still<em>very</em>wary of her, Amy locked  herself into what could only be described as a staring contest (at least for those looking at Amy).  Running purely on instinct and the slightest paths of the threads she could almost<em>feel</em>, she attempted to return the favor, probing through "Sarah"'s mind, something more than just surface thoughts.  For a few moments, it seemed as though nothing would happen, but then, a slew of images rushed into Amy's vision, her eyes widening even in her odd state of intense concentration.  A labyrinthine maze of walls and stairs, making no logical sense, and everything is a jumble with no rhyme or reason to be found.  Demons walk all over the strange scenery, bringing M.C. Escher to mind.  Silence, utter silence, and then a sudden rush of memories...Every failure, every failed attempt, less than maximum effort put forward...All of it, in a single crushing blow with the weight of an anvil struck her core, weighing upon her Light for far longer than she would've liked. Rapid blinking seems to snap her out of this state, but she, just like Sarah, looks pained, and less than two seconds after "waking up", nearly falls over, forcing herself to grab on to Selene's shoulder for support, lest she fall down right then and there.<br/><br/><em>Th-that...</em>she thinks, still attempting to shake off that crushing weight she'd triggered, shaking as if she was in a chilly room.<br/><br/>At 2014-11-20 00:00:47, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 4d10e10 tn1: 8 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=67305) (Returning the mind probe right back to Sarah, tied)