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Aloy paused, tilting her head at the door, wondering how to get it open. She was about to reach for her Focus when Luke bolted forwards. She reached out a hand instinctively to stop him, but it was too late. He stepped on something and she watched in horror as darts began to fly from the walls. She dived, landing into a roll near the door, using her staff to deflect as many of them as possible. The tips of them flew past her bare arms and face, cutting into the soft flesh there.

Gritting her teeth, Aloy felt some of them impact her body; though her armour deflected a lot of them, one managed to get through her hide leggings. Pain shot up her body as though she’d been dipped in hot oil and she dropped like a rock to the floor. It would be all too easy to lie there...

No! Neither of them were going to die here. They’d come too far!

Aloy forced her body up, gripping the walls for support. She glanced at Luke with worry - an arrow had pierced his neck.

There had to be a mechanism to stop the darts! The redhead fumbled around, until her fingers ran over something cool and metallic, set back in a groove. It was worth a shot. Using the last vestiges of her strength she pulled hard, a shout ripping from her throat at the effort it took.
 
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Aargh!” Luke cried, tearing the dart from his neck. He could still feel a sharp heat tingling under his flesh.

Oh no. What was that dart gonna do to him?

But he would have to worry about that later. He needed to get the two of ‘em away from the other hurtling darts. Judging by Aloy’s fall, at least one of them had pierced her skin. No! This was all his fault!

Despite her injury, she was way faster than him and discovered a metallic device that cut off the hasty flow of darts. Their rocky surroundings grew eerie silent without the constant whoosh of the speeding projectiles. The arid oven air, too, went still.

Luke wanted to heave out a sigh of relief, except he was more than a little concerned about that hot, smarting pain in his neck. Aloy's wellbeing also. What if they were both poisoned in the middle of this desolate and suffocating wasteland?

“Are you all right?” Luke asked, but he heavily garbled the words so that even he couldn’t understand ‘em.

Something struck him as funny about that and he began to laugh. A light, steady bubble of laughter that shook his shoulders and rang around the stone walls. He couldn’t seem to stop, which made him want to chuckle more!

His chest and stomach ached from the warm sound. He felt faint headed and dizzy from lack of breath, while his legs quivered like two spindly pillars of jelly. Jelly! But what sort of jelly? Fruit jelly? Spice jelly? Andorian jelly? Wintenberry jelly? Sarkanian jelly? There were so many types of jelly in the galaxy!

Air jelly!

Hair jelly!

Yeast-worm jelly! Hah, hah, hah!

His legs collapsed beneath him and he pitched to the sun baked dirt with a hard thud. Luke lay on his back, limbs spread out like a starfish, a starjelly, laughing up at the bright blue ocean.
 
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Aloy leant against the rock, her breathing laboured as she struggled to focus; her main thought was if Luke was alright, and how they were going to get out of here. The world in front of her was uneven, and she stumbled forward, lacking any of the precise and agile movement she was known for.

She barely heard Luke’s strange words, as she fell to the floor, catching herself on her hands. An urge to laugh came to her; everything was on its side! She could hear Luke, felt the ground shift as he landed hard on the floor.

She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to fight against whatever was going through her body. She dared to move one shaking hand up towards her temple, but sacrificed her stability in doing so, hitting the ground herself. The world exploded as the Focus’ interface took over, only it was much more vibrant than Aloy was used to, thanks to the darts; she bit back a heave as nausea washed over her.

It identified the darts scattered on the floor;


Chemical elements; C12H17N2O4P.
Name: Psilocybin.
Uses: produces effects such as euphoria, visual and mental hallucinations, changes in perception, a distorted sense of time, and spiritual experiences. Possible adverse reactions: such as nausea and panic attacks.
Chance of death: Low.


“What…?” Was all Aloy could croak out, as she crawled over to Luke, the words from the Focus swimming in front of her. "L-Luke...?"
 
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Aloy stammered his name and he turned his hot, smarting neck to look at her. Her appearance caused his laughter to fade into silence. The young woman had changed into something else while he’d been distracted by the jelly!

She was covered from head to foot in a thick, curly layer of chocolate brown fur, while her body had grown plump and stubby. A pair of tufted ears were perched on top of her round head and her front teeth protruded rodent-like from whisker framed lips. She peered at him with big brown innocent eyes.

An ewok! She was a wereewok!

His shock and confusion broke down into amusement and he began to laugh again. It crossed his mind that he’d always wanted to cuddle an ewok, figuring their dense fur coats and chubby bodies would make them real nice and cosy. During those times, he had dismissed the desire as ridiculous, although he couldn’t comprehend what was ridiculous about it now. It seemed like the most rational and important desire in the whole galaxy.

“Aww,” he drawled, proceeding to wrap his arms around Aloy’s chunky, comforting body. He would lay the side of his face on top of her fuzzy head, too.
 
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His shift in body language concerned her, even in her hazy state. Didn’t he recognize her? The Focus had mentioned hallucinations and paranoia – could he not see her? She tried to sit up, wanting to wave a hand in front of his face, but she never got chance as he once again began laughing. Irritation swam somewhere in the back of her currently clouded mind, but she regained a little clarity when he suddenly reached for her, embracing her in an extremely clumsy fashion.

“Luke!” She tried to shout, but her voice was hoarse. She didn’t like physical contact at the best of times, nevermind now. Aloy wriggled in an attempt to free herself, accidentally striking out and whacking the boy in the face with an arm as she did so.
 
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Ow!” he cried, recoiling from Aloy the Ewok.

He dabbed at his hot, smarting nose, but found no blood. Boy, that was lucky! She could have broken it with her striking arm!

But the sharp burst of pain had cleared up the thick, syrupy fog inside his head. Luke blinked rapidly a couple times and realized that Aloy was no longer an ewok. It also dawned on him that he had her in a rather intimate embrace there on the ground.

Oh! Sorry!” he yelped, rushing to entangle himself from her.

The rest of his face radiated quite a different heat to the one in his aching nose. This heat felt as though it was shrivelling up his insides. Oh, he was such a fool! What must she think of him?
 

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