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One of four bedrooms on the second floor, the Blue Bedroom is free to use by all who can access the inner workings of Fa'e HQ. (However, it is not a permanent home and should not be treated as such.) Each of the four bedrooms contains two queen beds, a small closet, a dresser or two and a nightstand with lamp. The far wall holds a small window that looks over the common room. Shared bathrooms are located at the end of the hallway.

The Blue Bedroom is air themed, with soft blue and white tones throughout. Cloud-shaped pillows rest on the bed, and the walls are lightly dappled with cloud-like forms. The pale birchwood furniture in this room is decorated with a motif of wings and feathers, and the sheer curtains on the window sometimes billow all on their own.

Daddy was stuffed in a corner, weeping brokenly, a pale figure with veins and slightly transparent skin. He was huddled up in a sitting fetal position, clawlike arm splayed on the wall in front of him. From his claw came veins that crawled up the wall to sink into the ceiling. His sobs were of varying volume, long tendrils of hair covering his face. His spine stuck out like a snake from his back, chest heaving with each cry.

"MOMMY, DADDY IS HURT."

"MOMMY, PLEASE HELP DADDY."

"DADDY LOVES YOU, MOMMY."

"JUST LIKE WE LOVE YOU, MOMMY."

Another brokenhearted sob and the father figure shuffled further into the corner, darkness creeping out to envelope his side of the room. As the darkness touched the objects around him, things began to decay, to rot and to rust. A stale smell filled the air.

"daddy loves you..." came a whisper from the figure.

"DADDY IS HURT." one rasped simply.

"DADDY CRIES, MOMMY." gasped the other.

"....it hurts so much..." came a whisper again, the figure of father leaning more and more into the corner. Slowly, the skin on either side of his spine tore, section by small section. Beneath the skin pulsed diseased flesh, ripe with sickly green veins and purplish meat. His sobs became louder, claw banging against the wall in frustration and pain. "hurts so much..."

One of the babies reached up with its tentacle-like digits, wrapping them around Lana's nearest wrist like a toddler intent on helping their parent. "MOMMY, DADDY SAYS HE LOVES YOU."

"DON'T YOU LOVE DADDY, MOMMY?"

"DON'T YOU?"

A wretched crunch of bone and muscle pierced the air as the father broke his back, bending backwards and lashing out with a sickly arm, fingers wrapping around Aylana's ankle and shin. "don't you love me? don'tyoulovemeanymoreyouknowiloveyou....foreveriloveyou..." he stuttered, jaw clicking quickly as the words spilled from his mouth.

Aylana's foot connected cleanly with the figure's jaw, bone and tendon ripping from his face and landing with a sickening crunch against the far wall. His broken sobs quickly transformed into frantic, painful wailing, claw flailing and shredding anything it came in contact with. Lungs filled with air and expelled another series of screams as he crawled along the ground, hair becoming sucked into his gaping mouth and choking the airpipe.

"MOMMY NO LOOK WHAT YOU DID!"

"WHY MOMMY?! DADDY LOVED YOU!"

"DADDY LOVED YOU!"

"DADDY LOVED YOU!"

"DADDY LOVED YOU!"

A pulse ripped through the angel's brain, making her vision swim, the thick stench swirling in her nostrils. The one bed was nearby, the figure digging its bloody nails into the floor. With a sudden burst of air, the door slammed shut and oozed into the wall. Ceiling twisted into wall, which twisted into the floor, the room warping into itself, folding over and over. The only clear things were Daddy and the twins.

The twins' screaming was like a broken record, becoming a chant in Lana's ears. "daddy loved you!"

"DADDY LOVED YOU!"

"DADDY LOVED YOU!"

Daddy was soon on top of her, darkness sinking into the angel's mind and touched the darkness already inside her. Swallowing her up, she could feels its tendrils proding all parts of her soul, sucking away what it could sustain before the children's cries died down.

After it was satisfied, Daddy skittered back into the wall, the floor sucking him and the children up, leaving the angel alone in a perfect room again.

(( ICly, Lana is unconscious and feels bits and pieces of her past returning, perhaps overpowering her or confusing her. The children are fine if you so choose it, that's up to you. No physical or emotional harm befell them unless you decide. The room is completely normal again, the door is unlocked. No one saw or heard anything. ))