<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">The Mysteries of Mice and Unintended Introductions</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/_5ac9uHJJ6jMRY6_AtILe-kECqNnAiJGCnrEnFdR11s/https/i.imgur.com/Qigfp8Ih.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>NAME:</strong> A Floating Glass Box with a Mossy Rock.<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> January 14th, 2021 | 11:30 PM <br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> A New, Good Place (SOPHE Headquarters, Toshiro's Laboratory)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Doctor Toshiro | The Two Unfortunate Osefo Demons<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong><br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is currently invisible, but anything she interacts with is visible. Almost like... a Poltergeist ;)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Unknown</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Kyless was trying very hard to be quiet, but as the <em>intense</em> chase continued it became more and more difficult not to make noise. <em>Skitter, scatter! Skitter, scatter!</em> The trickster had been wise enough to leave her precious, jingling bells behind, back in her horrid, horrid cell, but now she wanted to yell, and shriek, and wail for any <em>one</em>thing to hear.<em> Bang, bang, bang!</em> The last few days… These silly, SOPHE humans no longer wanted to keep Kyless inside. They also wanted to h-huh...-arm… <em>Harm</em>. They wanted to harm Kyless, too. <em>Pitter, patter, skitter, scatter!</em> All the boring walls looked the same. <em>Boom, bang, boom.</em> They hunted her like some sort of creature. <em>She just wanted to go to the Outside. Why was this such a badthing? She did not understand why the Outside was such a badthing.</em><br/><br/>The trickster knew she had to go upwards to get to the Outside, but she… <em>Bang, yell, bang, boom.</em> The demoness <em>trembled</em> and tried to focus as she scampered from one hall to the next, hearing <em>Them</em> behind her, near her. She could not seem to get rid of them. She wanted to be rid of them. She wanted to get out. Go away. <em>All these stupid, vile SOPHE humans should go away, yes.</em> But instead, more sounds. <em>Bang, bang, crack, thump.</em> Her lips trembled. Must not go backward, must go forward and… <em>Click, click. Click, click.</em> Her <em>un</em>-visible blue-grey claws tugged on doors that would not open. <em>Must hide! Must, must!</em> They knew her illusions, but not all things. She would hide and think of another way out. <em>Yes. Yes, another way.</em><br/><br/><em>Fwoosh.</em> <em>Yes, yes!</em> <em>Fwoosh.</em> She <em>closed</em> the open door again, and horrid, horrid bangs and yells became soft… Softer. Softly. <em>Bright, bright, too bright!</em> Her cell was too dark now. <em>They</em> made it too dark to see. They did not want to see Kyless anymore, or any one thing that Kyless had created. <em>Hide, hide! Crush. Oh!</em> The trickster <em>trembled</em> more as she scampered into the side of a… square. A brown square. A… <em>box</em>. With paper on its top. There were lots of these... <em>boxes</em>. <em>Hard to move inside of this place. But, but! Easy to hide! Yes, yes, very easy to hide! Good place, good place! What was this place?</em><br/><br/>It was too bright, and also too big. Too boring too, of course, but that was <em>un</em>-surprising to the trickster. There were more… brown boxes, and white boxes, and shiny things and… <em>Sniff! Sniff! Ack! Another SOPHE human!</em> The trickster instantly crouched behind a few open boxes, even though she still could not be seen. These brown boxes had many things inside. Many things Kyless had not seen before. This particular SOPHE human was speaking to something… No, somethings. More than one. <em>Demons of Osefo.</em> The trickster titled her horned head, and began climbing, from one brown, square box to the next, over awkward furniture to see better. This human seemed preoccupied with these two Osefo demons. <em>This was a very goodthing, yes. Yes, indeed. Ker-thump.</em> The <em>un</em>-visible trickster leapt from the top of one brown, square box to another as she peered around the new, possibly good, place. <em>Was that? Stars! Outside! Window! Ker-thump. Ker-thump. Ker-thump. Hop, swing. Hop, hop, swing.</em> Each square sank a little, just a little, beneath her bare feet so Kyless had to move quickly. <em>Ker-thump, ker-thump, ker-thump.</em> Sometimes a piece of paper would fall from the top of one square box to the boring ground, but that was okay. Yes. This particular SOPHE human was doing strange things to the Osefo demons, and putting strange colored things on them that were not… clothes. This particular human was not paying attention to Kyless, or the very <em>slight</em> disruptions she was creating. If she was not escaping forever, this would be a kind of fun. <em>Ker-thump, Ker-thump.</em><br/><br/><em>Oh. Wall.</em> The path had ended. Kyless stood, on one foot, at the top of a very high stack of square boxes, clearly having chosen the wrong path. <em>Must make it to the Stars! And to the dark Outside!</em> It made Kyless a little sad, but at least she could <em>see</em> Outside. <em>Yes, yes. The Sun would come back soon again, and for now she could say hello to the Moon! Yes.</em> She missed the Moon very much. <em>Ker-thump, Ker-thump, Ker-thump. </em>The trickster hopped back to the center of her path, and then moved around this particular SOPHE human and the two, unfortunate Osefo demons to get to the Stars. <em>Ker-thump.</em> Kyless could not help but watch as the SOPHE human observed the Osefo demons, as they wore the strange, not-clothes. What was he finding? Why were two demons of Osefo here, in this place? <em>No!</em> <br/><br/><em>Not more human glass. Tap, tap, tap!</em> Kyless’ dark blue nails rasped on the horrid, see-through surface. She could see the window, and the many desks before it. There were no other humans, for which she was pleased, but <em>more</em> human glass? Maybe there… There must be another path around. <em>Crush. Oh.</em> She stepped into another brown, square box. A piece of paper fell onto her bare feet, and she picked it up. <em>This was…</em> Not what the trickster expected. <em>It was hard to read.</em> Of course it was hard to read, but it <em>was</em> in demon, a form of demon, perhaps a symbol of Zelkova, but poorly written. Not correct. The meaning was very wrong. But it was something… <em>familiar</em>… Something that reminded the trickster of her home, finally. <em>Sniff, sniff.</em> But there was no time to be sad. The trickster dropped the paper, letting it float to the ground, as she hopped over more… square boxes with more, different things inside of them. <em>Ker-thump, Ker-thump, Ker-thump.</em> <em>Maybe this way… Yes.</em> Get away from the door at least, where the horrid, <em>horrid</em> SOPHE hunters were. The trickster twisted, looking back towards the still closed door. They were gone for now, but they would be back… Soon. <em>Yes, very soon. Must…</em> <em>Knock, tick!</em><br/><br/><em>Oh!</em> More things. She tried to peer at them carefully. <em>Things for the Osefo demons, perhaps?</em> These things were all in human glass, with locks and more strange, <em>human</em> symbols. But it was not the old, imperfect doll – who surely belonged to a very lonely, imaginative human child – or the peculiar statue – which could certainly charm many Osefo demons, through its mysterious shine and price – that caused the trickster to suddenly let out a very soft, and very short, <em>shriek</em>. “Ee!” Moss! <em>Tap, tap, tap!</em> Kyless’ blue-grey hands clawed at the glass box that contained the precious, precious Moss. She could not touch it through the cruel, human glass. Moss! Moss! Frantically, the trickster climbed onto of the glass cage that held the Moss captive, trying to see a way inside, trying to get to the rock that held the Moss. “Eee!” Kyless wailed softly, as the Moss shifted from one color of green to another. <em>This Moss was like her! This Moss showed many different things! This Moss was special and wild and full of magic and these horrid, cruel SOPHE humans took it from the Outside and kept it in here! Sq-ooosh!</em> The trickster slipped carefully off of the Moss’ glass cage and back onto the ground. She was very lucky she did not land on another brown, square box. <br/><br/>Kyless <em>wanted</em> to take them all – the doll for a child, the shiny statue for a trade, and the Moss rock for the Outside – but the trickster could only carry one of the heavy, glass boxes. She was nimble, almost always, but she was not very strong. And so the Moss was chosen as most important. When the horrid, cruel SOPHE humans gave Kyless her bells, they told her there were human children <em>here</em>, of all places. <em>Maybe the imperfect doll could find them, when Kyless could not.</em> The trickster swayed with the glass cage in both, <em>un</em>-visible hands, but she was determined. <em>Kyless and the Moss would go to the Outside, once and for all!</em> This particular human had not one, but two Osefo demons, and that was far enough. They could not keep Kyless anymore. No, no, no! <em>Ker-thunk-thump.</em> “Eee,” Kyless hiccuped. It was very difficult to carry the Moss in the glass cage over all of the brown square boxes, and white square boxes, and tables, and chairs, and, and, and…. She kept trying to turn it <em>un</em>-visible too, but she could not. She could not touch the Moss, and so she could not hide it. <em>Ker-thunk!</em> The un-visible trickster set the Moss and its unfortunate, glass cage on to the top of a closed, brown, square box, trying to catch her breath, very quietly. <em>Yes, must be quiet!</em> <em>Tap, tap.</em> Her bare feet landed on the ground and she lifted the glass box again, swaying with it over to another pathway of brown, square boxes. “Ee… Ee… Ee…” Kyless huffed and puffed as she <em>ker-thumped</em> it down on another box again. <em>BANG, BANG, YELL!</em><br/><br/><em>Oh no! Very bad! Bad, bad, bad!</em> Kyless swallowed and <em>scampered</em> behind the pile of brown, square boxes. <em>Scratch, scratch, scratch!</em> Quick, quick. Do not let <em>Them</em> find you! Hide! Hide! But she did not forget the precious, special Moss and reached up, carrying the glass box down in front of her. They – the trickster and the Moss – hid behind these boxes, pressed up against a boring, cold wall. Her heart fluttered in her chest. She could not look away from the closed door. <em>They</em> were almost here. <em>They</em> were going to h-arm Kyless again. She clutched the glass cage with the Moss closer to her chest, shaking very, <em>very</em> badly. She wanted to run towards the Window another time, but the trickster was too afraid. <em>Hiding was better. Hiding was… Was… Best? Yes, yes. Sniff, sniff.</em> She looked down at the Moss. For now, the trickster was silent.</span>