Irium 78 Perceptiveness

"What exactly are you asking about?" Trevor questions.

"You know exactly what I am asking about." Danny leans on a pillar and continues, "What is Irium supposed to do in there?"

"Well, you sure care about your friend, don't you?" Trevor asks.

"That I do."

"Hmm … nice, but I'm afraid I don't have the permission to answer that question."

"Tsk!" Clicking his tongue, Danny takes a glance back at the large door to the room we just left Irium in, "The door was pretty st.u.r.dy. I doubt something like that – made of gold and that thick – could let even radiations escape."

"I suppose that can be said. Though radiations are-"

"-capable of penetrating through? I know. But I also know that the radiations you are talking about do not contain life. The ones I am talking about do."

Trevor smiles and relaxes himself as he says, "Is that so?"

"Yes, that is so. And I mean, think about it," he glances at me and continues, "The room had nothing but mirrors. And where there are mirrors, there is surface for radiation to bounce on."

"Wait a minute, Danny!" I say, unable to follow the whole conversation, "Just how did radiation become part of this conversation?"

"You mean you didn't notice how this entire place is made of gold?" He asks.

"I did." I answer.

"Then you probably also noticed how that gold is shining even in this dim lighting, the thing that is said to happen only in the legends regarding Asgard."

"Yes, I noticed that too."

"And how do you think that is possible, I mean, regardless of whether Asgard exists or not, this place isn't Asgard, is it?"

It certainly isn't. And yet, somehow, it resembles Asgard.

"So you mean to say that someone is making it look like this?" I enquire.

He just nods in return and turns to look at Trevor, who smiles as if to say we are right.

So, if someone else is making it look like this, there must be that someone here, right? And that someone might be in the room we left Irium in.

"You aren't bad with brains, Danny. I'm kinda surprised by that to be honest." Trevor says, "However, if you are going to ask me who the person inside is, I am afraid I don't have the permission to tell you that."

"Wait now! I never said I am going to ask you anything, did I?" Danny says with a smile and continues, "Now, we know that there is a person inside there but, we don't know what they are doing inside there. So, what would it be? Any guesses, Roswaisa?"

"Well, a person hiding inside that room full of mirrors – no idea what they would be doing." I say. And just as I do that, I realize his point.

"That person would be really bored and uncomfortable in that room, wouldn't they? Why would they possibly choose that room to meet Irium then? It doesn't make any sense; unless there is something in that room that they need to do … or that they can't leave the room."

I didn't feel any presence in the room, so there shouldn't be anyone there. But we know there is. And by that, Danny means to say that the person in question in not actually living, but some sort artificially created existence that can only exist within that room. Hence, the talk about radiation makes sense now.

Clap! Clap!

"There were times in your argument where you jumped the gun a little but it all worked out, I guess. You got the right answer." Trevor says after the clapping. "So, what next?"

"Well, shouldn't you be the one to tell us that? I mean, you have already mentioned that you aren't going to tell us who the person we are talking about is, so might as well tell us what next yourself." Danny frowns as he says that.

"Hah!" Trevor sighs and turns to look towards the way we came from. "Let me take you to meet someone."

"Who?" Danny asks.

Trevor smiles and answers, "The king of this realm."

Hah! Just how did things get so complicated all of a sudden? Or were they always complicated and I didn't realize it. In any case, we are going to meet the doctor again it seems.

While I wonder about all that, Trevor knocks lightly on the wall.

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A knock comes to my ears. Well, that's the signal. Trevor is bringing those two to me. There's not a lot of time left but there's a h.e.l.l of a lot of things left to do. So, I can't waste any more time.

I have already left the body of the doctor I had possessed earlier back in the clinic it was supposed to be. I am, now, back in my original body. Though, to be honest, this body isn't in the best of states. It's quite painful to be in this body and so I would rather not stay in it for too long if I can.

I am guessing Irium would be talking to Priscina's A.I. persona now. He should be coming here as soon as their 'chat' finishes. On the other hand, Azazel, Rain, Jessica and Grey would be out hunting for Dues, maybe they would have even been joined by Aknin by this point.

I'm sure Lucifer will be keeping an eye on them. So, I don't have to worry about them. The only ones I need to worry about are the ones here.

I take a look at the mirror and I see a man 5'8 tall with a fit physique, gentlemanly dress going well with his well-cut black hair. His boyishly orange eyes gleam and his straight nose is very symmetrical to the rest of the face. All in all, the man feels like a charming young n.o.ble from 17th century England.

"Yo!" Trevor's voice comes, making me stop admiring my face in the mirror and look at him. "They are here."

And as soon as he says that, Trevor, Danny and Roswaisa enter the room I am in – the room many would like to call – the throne room.

"Well, h.e.l.lo there. This isn't the first time any of us has met but it is the first time you are seeing this appearance, isn't it?" I bow casually and say, for the first time in a long time, my real name - "I'm Kaylith Glice."

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