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Outlaw Cloaks #7

Wing would have gotten angry at the Yellow guy for talking in riddles, but he was too transfixed on the energy radiating from his body. The energy kept flickering from a deep violet, to a scarlet, and then finally, it settled on pitch black.
Adding to the bizarre events occuring to Wing, a cloak that was as black as death appered out of thin air and garbed itself upon Wing.

“Wha…What’s happening?”stuttered Wing, completely baffled at the strange phenomenon.
“You see it now?”
”...Yes”
“Good. Now, I should probably take you to see The Voidmaster.”
“Voidmaster, Spectrum ,what the hell is going on here, dammit?”cried Wing, back to his confused self.
“Just shut your mouth and come with me,”said theYellow guy sternly, obviously annoyed by Wing’s constant questions.

“Whatever”

For the first time, Wing got out of his bed. The forcefield from before had vanished completely. The Yellow guy led Wing down a narrow hallway that seemed to stretch on forever, all the while, his energy growing larger.

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