Post by KingJ on Feb 10, 2020 3:51:40 GMT
As suddenly as Void and everyone’s visions had appeared, they vanished. The scene returned to that of a peaceful winter wonderland. A few people left instantaneously. A couple others grabbed one last glass of punch, one last spinach puff, and then left. Still fewer awkwardly tried to continue the party and make conversation with other guests, but that didn’t last long either.
Donations were still made to the various charities that Aegis was supporting. Most of that was ticket sales to the event, but some people had seen visions that made them reconsider things, and donated additional amounts.
A few arrests were made. A clever college student named Jerry, who preferred to go by “XxCyberSlam69xX” was traced to a security breach in the ALISE systems. A small-time villain looking to make a name for himself as “Ravenfear” was caught after he accidentally reversed the airflow of his filtration systems and inhaled his own hallucinogen gas. The caterers were found tied up in a broom closet, and had been replaced by members of a gang calling themselves “the Soda Suite,” and had put something into the punch.
However it happened, a glitch in the ALISE, a fear gas, spiked punch, or legitimate supernatural intervention, this was one Christmas party that none of the attendees were going to forget any time soon. They’d all been given a lot to think about.
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Donations were still made to the various charities that Aegis was supporting. Most of that was ticket sales to the event, but some people had seen visions that made them reconsider things, and donated additional amounts.
A few arrests were made. A clever college student named Jerry, who preferred to go by “XxCyberSlam69xX” was traced to a security breach in the ALISE systems. A small-time villain looking to make a name for himself as “Ravenfear” was caught after he accidentally reversed the airflow of his filtration systems and inhaled his own hallucinogen gas. The caterers were found tied up in a broom closet, and had been replaced by members of a gang calling themselves “the Soda Suite,” and had put something into the punch.
However it happened, a glitch in the ALISE, a fear gas, spiked punch, or legitimate supernatural intervention, this was one Christmas party that none of the attendees were going to forget any time soon. They’d all been given a lot to think about.
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