USH'S STAR WARS GAME- CAMPAIGN II EPISODE II (DARK SIDE)- In the Coils of the Serpent

Galder approaches the hemisphere, gives a sigh, then steps inside.

"How have I come back to Avalar?" Galder asks into the darkness that consumes him.

In that case you were mostly sensing fear, Gallador, which was dominated by Vigo and Jena; difficult to be more detailed than that with so many people.

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A hand snakes out of the mirror and grips you like an iron vice, Galder.

Out of the mirror steps forwards a black-cowled figure, with two lightsabres hanging from his belt. His touch chills and paralyses you.

"I never left you," comes your voice.

"Who are you?" Galder asks, not resisting.

The hood falls back... yourself. He starts to squeeze...

A voice sounds from behind you.

"This place sits at the very root of all that was potent about that which was. They say those who have been touched by the hand of the Sith are never quite the same again."

Galder grips at the hand gripping him, trying to turn his head to see who is talking.

"I would have to say so," Galder agrees, despite not knowing the speaker yet.

"Your very inner self was tested at this place. This testing goes on. The touch of the Sith is in your mind, Galder. And it was also said... that it was infectious..."

"Infectious in what way?" Galder says, still straining against his duplicate's grip and to see who was speaking.

"It lies in your mind, Galder, that touch. The people you are with, are people like yourself; they feel the presence of other minds, and you have been with them for some time..."

"I was unaware of that..."

"Who the hell are you?"

"Your mind has been closed for too long. Now it is open again." Your other self throws you to the ground, Galder, and you twist as you fall.

"Now it is open, you are being tested again."

You are staring, on the ground, at a pair of brightly polished black leather boots.

"You..." Galder looks up from the ground, and pushes himself to his feet.

Aboe the boots are tight-fit cavalry trousers, and then a tunic, draped over which is the elegant form of a pelisse.

"I am your judge, Galder," says Kuylen.

"As am I," says your double, behind you.

"Watch your back, Galder," says Kuylen.

And then your double thrusts his ignited lightsabre through your chest...

... and you awake to an agony of pain, floating inside a bacta chamber, with electricity coursing through it.

Jena is watching you. She nods, and one of her guards flicks a switch, and the electricity stops.

"Wakey wakey, handsome," says Jena.

(Isn't that a torture method? The bacta heals you while the electricity is on but it keeps hurting? Or just my wake up call?)

Galder looks around the tank. "Where am I?"

She's certainly not doing it for your health, Galder.

"Upstairs, sleepy," she says. "I'm busy making sure you don't expire. You should, of course, be grateful."

"Thanks..." Galder says, knowing better than to start bitching at her about the electrifying of the tank. "How long have I been out?"

"Not long," she says. "Good time for you to answer some questions, I think."

"I thought as much," Galder replies. "Start asking..."

(Great, Galder's a very obvious liar...)

She holds out a hand, and a flunky places a knife in her hand- the same one she used on Takuan.

"What have you come here for?" she asks.

Great, interrogation...my favorite...

Galder subconsciously checks to see if he is bound.

"I came with the others from the Empire of Pity, to strengthen our bonds with the Serpent," Galder replies.

You have actually failed a death check, Galder- in no position to move.

She nods, and the switch is pressed again., Coursing electricity flows through ypou once more- and the liquid turns distinctly acidy for a mew moments, aggravating your wounds.

"Somehow I doubt that," she says. "The Empire of Pity does not use people with such... unique talents."