[ti]solo[/ti]Swim With The Fishes

Hilda has never been much of a swimmer, but Domino still shouts when jumping into the water. It's cold and it's dark and she has no idea what really lurks within, but on this particular night, she couldn't care less. She doesn't even bother with opening her eyes until surfacing, and there, when looking up in this all-consuming darkness, she sees this perfectly circular window through which Briarbane's night sky shines with all of its stars.

The well.

But, didn't the well have a roof?

That part makes her frown.

Something strange is going on with this place; something perhaps even stranger than UNOVR's regularly scheduled strangeness. Curiouser and curiouser. Had the well always been here? What's up with all the fishes and the wishes? And, where are all those glowing fish now, anyway?

She really should be more careful with what she asks, especially in this place.

It's as if the well knows. As if it can tell. Sure, the WorldScreen can read a user's thoughts, but that is rarely ever used against them. Domino knows this all too well, and yet the fish still come for her. Not one by one, not a couple of them, but as a wave. They circle around her, they bite, and they hurt, marking ink black waters with scarlet.

She doesn't see it coming until it's too late.

That enormous monster that swallows her.

YOU HAVE WHITED OUT

That's the last thing she sees before her WorldScreen signs her out of the game.