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Hidden Chapter C
The way there wasn't so bad. It started off with jumping off chests, then to platforms, then to simple balance. But I can't let my guard off. There's bound to be some trick.
After copying the bartender's movements, we soon reached somewhere horrifying -- in a human's ability kind of way. In front of us lies nothing but a mile-long, 7-inches wide stone pipe. This is 10 times more than what I encountered when urban roaming. Time to set this obstacle aside.
"Don't worry, man. Just balancing as before." The bartender patted my shoulder, and welcomed me to go first.
"What!? Uggh.. fine." I swallowed a chunk of my saliva, and started.
My trick to balancing on these things is to constantly look forward, never look down. The intimidation will kill you, I always say. As a regular person would, I stretched out my arms to equalize weight, and step by step knock down a feet. But every feet knocked down, another replaces. The stone seemed to go on forever, and that intimidated me as much as looking down. I started to sweat and anxious, but I kept my cool. My eyes locked to the stone's end, hoping for it to end.
As soon as I was to faint from such conditions, I reached the other side, and dropped down to my knees in fatigue. I looked back to see where was the bartender. Now that show-off tries to run through it, and did it perfectly. Once he got to where I was, he was exactly like he was before we did all of this. I was too tired to curse. He brought me up, and tries to cheer me up saying,
"Don't sweat it! The rest is just climbing now. C'mon!"
He started first, and ascended up the wooden platforms to a seemingly weak stone platform, ready to break from its bolts and fall down to the Nothingness. He waved, flagging that was my turn. I exhaled, and began. Instinctively, everything I jumped on, and jumped off, they would never break. But the platforms shook as I jumped off and jumped on. Once I got to the stone one, the bartender grabbed hold of me so I wouldn't run off from the motion.
"Last part! Grabbed onto these zip-liners, and it should lead you there!"
I knew who's turn was is sequential, since now he beheld me to zip-line first. I had no contradiction, though, and had no hesitation to zip-line. After grabbing on a piece and pushing my weight forward, amazingly there was no traps, no tricks, no rusty components. Everything went smooth, until I suddenly let go, diving down to what should've been The End. But instead I landed in a huge pile of hay*, while the bartender came in to the party as well. I never felt so relieved in my life, and smiled when I extricated out of the hay-sack.
"Nice work!" He startled me once again, and dropped me back to my usual disposition.
"Alright, that should be it. I'll lead you to Amanda."
"Amanda?"
"Of course. I thought this was the reason why you did this trial."
"Oh.. Right.."
"I'll also answer any questions that has been boggling your mind ever since our encounter, as the way there is long."
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As we stroll down the ruined hallway, lit up by just torches, I began our conservation,
(Note: Black is Minchel, Blue is the bartender)
"What is this Sacreds Group?"
"It is... very complicated. The organization's concepts are... incomprehensible to untrained minds."
"What do you mean?"
"Exactly. I don't know what I meant, because you do not know what I meant. Your mind is untrained. When I actually explain it to you, it will destroy your thinking."
"I see..."
"Yes, unfortunately. But, there is one statement we recently created just for untrained minds. Here it goes. Listen closely."
"To put it terms you may understand, our origins trace back to the Nazi's surrender in 1945. A noble man named Hernchicrofer Halix still believed Hitler's own soul haunted the world since his suicide. And someday it will regain a German's own body to recreate The Holocaust. He wrote a plethora of books on this matter, discussing very, very strange... things. Our Group's earliest founders, a trio of a man and woman both named Faust & Ricka, managed to salvage these books when Halix suddenly vanished from the world."
"Unlike many... "mortals" to say, both of them had the ability to comprehend what Halix wrote in his books. It did took them several months to apply what they have learned. However they thought that the books can be simplified, and some parts modified to match realistic views. After many years of progression, they formed Our Holy Book, The Sanity Files. During the time, many things happened around the Earth, and recorded the trio's opinions based on applied knowledge of Halix's books. When they read through their masterpiece, they found a pattern on each major event. On each Section of the book lies a categorized major event. One Section named 'Natural Destruction', all seemed to have a pattern, and so did other sections. After careful observations, they made a conclusion under the 'Sanity Epilogues'. Unfortunately this conclusion was not qualified for untrained conversion, so I cannot tell you any more information. But what I can tell you is that the book itself, Halix's studies, was what made The Sacreds Group. And we are constantly evolving. The bad part was The Sanity Files was never finished, due to living beings having to die, and Faust & Ricka never bearing a child to pass it down. So we keep the book in constant updates."
"Umm... This is a lot to take in..."
"Yes, I know. Every FalseHood encountered the same perplexity."
"FalseHoods?"
"It is another name for our followers. The followers of The Sanity Files, and Halix's Volumes of Aftermaths (which is Halix's original studies). The name came from what we believed of. What we followed."
"But, why? Why follow it?"
He stopped at his previous step, and says,
"We are here."
There was a towering door, having a frightening yet simple design. Etched at the very center reads, "Good Never Follows Bad."
"Beyond this door is Amanda. Good luck."
Before I said goodbye, he ran off where we walked on. The torches' bright flames went out suddenly soon after. I grab the circle handle and pulled it, and the door screamed open. Now lies a beaming light onto a figure in a throne. The figure was Amanda.
Hidden Chapter C Ends!
