A Livid Insanity pt.2

A deep, throbbing pain from the back of his skull greeted Lalna as he rose from unconsciousness. But that was nothing in comparison with where he was.

“Uhhhhhh,” the scientist uttered in shock. He was in a huge room, illuminated by lava underneath a thick glass floor, and decorative glowstone on the walls, but what really caught the blonde’s eye was the huge picture of Israphel on the far wall.

In his mind, Lalna tried finding a logical explanation for this, but couldn’t. “Someone, Someone’s been playing games with me,” the scientist declared. The craftsmanship on the decorative glowstone caught his eye, and he walked over to examine it. “Holy shit, this place is awesome,” Lalna said absently as he saw the detail on the glowstone. “Could Sjin have-? No, he couldn’t have.”

The blond stepped back. “Uh, I’m not really sure what to say about this.” He glanced around the room once more, letting the impossibility of the situation sink in. Then the obvious dilemma presented itself.

“How do I get out?” Lalna asked himself. “This could be a problem.” He looked into his pockets and the backpack that he always carried. There wasn’t much to work with.

The scientist knotted a few copper cables together, hopefully creating a sturdy rope so he could climb out, before tying a diamond pickaxe to it. “I hope this works,” Lalna muttered to himself before using the pick as a grappling hook, catching the steady piece of flooring. Taking a few breaths, he started to climb the makeshift rope.

As he reached the top, Lalna looked at the huge hole that was now in the floor of his lab. “Let’s cover this up shall we?” he asked no one. It was a bad habit of his, talking to himself as if talking to an audience; explaining what he was doing to thin air.
The blond grabbed a stack of planks that he had left over from his various projects, and placed them over the drop, and placed the cream coloured carpet back over, so it was almost indistinguishable from the rest of the floor.

Finishing up, Lalna heard a firm knocking at his front door. Sjin was standing, patiently waiting for permission to enter.
“Come in!”

Sjin walked inside, holding a box in his hands. Sjin was a rather lithe man; clever, but liked to play dumb. “H- hey Livid,” Sjin stuttered out, curiously looking around Lalna’s lab. “I wanted to see how you were doing.”

Lalna gently chuckled, “How many times must I tell you, I like to be called Lalna. Lividcoffee is my official name.” Sjin’s blue eyes twinkled with mischief.
“Whatever you say, Livid.” Lalna sighed and laughed.

“What’s the real reason you’re here?” the blond asked.

“Well, I was going over to Tracy Island and I decided to stop by and say hi,” the brunette replied. The architect glanced out the window and commented, “If I want to get there before the creepers come out, I think I might want to go soon.”

“It’s been great seeing you again.” Sjin nodded as he walked out.

“See you later Livid!” Sjin started running away as he yelled it out.

“SJIN!” Lalna could hear Sjin’s laughter as he turned back to work on his machines.