Convictions: Desire (Night 1-A)

The night blurred into a furious into a challenge to beat his own highscore, and an endless series of humanoids challenging Phil. Which dissolved into a drinking game, and the rest of the night flew by in a sea of booze. 

A voice in his head introduce The Laboratory that night. Despite a couple new tricks the first maze seemed simple, and Phil found himself among a crowd of humanoids on a place referred to as a Crossing. A feminine silhouette standing in attention at a large gate.

“You made it.” the silhouette in front him commented. “Well done.” Phil recognized the voice. It was the same person who first noticed he was new. “These nightmares...they just keep coming...until…” Both him and Phil what he was about to say, so Phil moved on. Not wanting to hear about the zombies they might become. As Phil walked around and talked to the others, while no one seemed recognizable to him a group of shadows was discussing something called “chain power” and how every person had a chain wrapped around one limb, and that seemed to indicate the kind of power it had. 

“Hey, about this chain power?” Phil stated approaching the group.

“Oh. it really simple. You just...” The silhouette looked at him. “The advice comes out a different for everyone. Did yours confuse you?”
“No. No, I just… haven’t heard that in… thank you.” Phil stated, and walk towards the silhouette lady.

“Hmm? Ready for the next stage, already?” the shadow without a mouth questioned.

“Are… Are you in charge? Why me? Why us?” Phil asked in turn.

The shadow shook her head. “I’m not in charge, and I'm not keeping you here. Someone out there seems to think you need to be taught a lesson.”

Phil’s went wide in shock, then anger. Who could think anyone deserves this? He went on to final floor for tonight. Running from a giant hammer as broke several parts of the floor even some areas in front of him. Certain tiles sent him into a sort of awareness drunkenness, and for a few moments after he could never step where he wanted to. Death came very close several times. And any attempts to use his chain seem to send him randomly backwards. The echoing voice called  him a traitor and a coward, and told him to beg for forgiveness in various ways. Finally he stepped on the velvet tiles, and watched the gates swing open. The loud boom blew the dust, and compelled him to turn around. 

As he saw the boots his eyes trailed upwards, and he was more confused than ever. The face was clearly Sophia’s with eyes similar to Sofia’s but green. Her hair was longer, but still black. “Filthy traitor!” As she grabbed her hammer with both hands, and tried to bring it down. Only to be forced the light to stop, and disintegrated her.

Phil woke up with a jolt. “So...phia…” A small noise made turn, and his jaw dropped.

“Mmm… What? I said I wouldn’t do anything..already...” Sofia stretched before hugging the stuffed panda again.

“Wha?! N- No I- I didn’t.. Couldn’t have…” Phil stutter looking for words. As the yellows eyes narrowed. 

“Strange. Could’ve sworn I heard my name. Oh well.” She swung the leg closest to Phil upwards, and flung herself off the bed with amazing dexterity. “Guess Lil Phil and I will be going then.”

“Wa-wait?” Phil paused as Sofia and looked behind her. “Your...your name is…”

“Sofia.” She sighed. “I mean honestly, how’d you get that drunk, and think we did anything. I’m good, but I don’t think I'm that good.” She hummed and started to sing a little before closing the door. “Boy, just grab some strings. Consider your true beliefs.” 

 A 4 year old quote twice in one night?....

PLANS TODAY.
-Talk about the days before you and your drinking buddies had girlfriends: (go to night 2-A)
-Nothing. You want to be alone to think: (go to night 2-B)