"Danny," said Ray bluntly. "Some woman in white downstairs used magic on him to jerk all his negative impulses and feelings straight through his defenses and up to the surface, and he's gone and been overwhelmed by his own dark side. I have reason to believe the Danny we know is still in there and trying to get out. Michael here's agreed to help us get him straightened out for a bit. Come on in."
Beyond the door the entirety of the room was covered in the Sumerian markings Ray had used for the containment clay around the black oil- floor, walls, and ceilings. The only furniture was a couple of folding chairs. One part of the room practically hummed with equipment- the temporarily erected containment area that had Danny in it.
As soon as Peter came in, Ray closed the door and locked it.
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Date: 2006-01-02 01:22 am (UTC)Beyond the door the entirety of the room was covered in the Sumerian markings Ray had used for the containment clay around the black oil- floor, walls, and ceilings. The only furniture was a couple of folding chairs. One part of the room practically hummed with equipment- the temporarily erected containment area that had Danny in it.
As soon as Peter came in, Ray closed the door and locked it.