"Oh it's representing the Changing God's lair!"

"It is? Oh, of course it is. Thanks ever so, sire dearest."

"In... Sagus?" says the ghostly woman, softly. "Why do I remember that name?"

"In Sagus Cliffs, yes. What else do you remember?"

"I... know that women like me are created, repeatedly. Against their will. I know I was angry, it's, it's. It's not right. Wrong."

who do we kill PERHAPS WHOEVER DISTRESSES THE DAMSEL IN DISTRESS SO ...acceptable

(Theboros, meanwhile, remains his taciturn self, watching everything with a frown and... well, looking like he's ready for a fight to break out at any moment.)

“Right, uh. So there are a couple of obvious things we could do. The most obvious and straightforward being ‘go to the place we see here and poke stuff,’ but knowing my sire, it’s all rigged to explode if sneezed on incorrectly, so that should not be the first thing we do. Do you think you might remember more of what’s going on if we went and collected more, uh, fragments of you? Because you don’t look… complete, to me.”

“I don’t think I am. I think I’m… all of the parts that didn’t break in trying to make other people, well, me. I think you should try to find other girls that are, um, in the middle of becoming like me? And see if the pieces there remember some of the holes I don’t.”

“Right. Quest to find other victims to steal their pieces and see about putting this puzzle together. Straightforward enough. Which is admittedly surprising, but I’m not complaining. Do you think it’s this machine that’s, um, doing the thing?” She motions to the big machine that terrifies the ghost.

“I… don’t know. It’s just terrifying. I don’t remember why.”

“Damn. My plan to blow it up if we don’t have any better ideas will be tabled for now, then.”

WE COULD BLOW IT UP we might die NOT IF WE DO HER PLAN OF MAKING US IMMORTAL ......also acceptable WE MAKE MANY ACCEPTABLE PLANS that is not the achievement you think it is

Her mouth twitches a little, but she doesn't comment on the nano peanut gallery.

"I guess that's... all we need to do in here, then. Related to this, anyway. Do you, er, want anything in here to make your stay more comfortable?"

"Like what?"

"... Like, uh. Cards or a training dummy or blank journals or something. To keep from getting bored."

"..... I don't think there's enough of me to get bored."

"O....kay. Then we'll just, uh, let you hang out here, I guess. Maybe try to remember more of yourself."

ARE WE DONE HERE we think we are DID WE SAVE THE GIRL we did not save the girl WHAT WAS THE POINT THEN

"Information-gathering, my artificial buddies."

THAT SOUNDED FANCY it sounded like excuses ADVENTURES HAVE INFORMATION GATHERING on the whole anticlimactic

"Should we try poking the mental construct of the machine over there and see if it is informative?"

"That sounds like needless danger," opines Theboros.

"Probably less danger than the actual machine that we're probably going to go poke eventually! So I vote yes poking. And there's also the whole thing of, while we're here, in a bar of psychics and with people guarding our meat bodies, we go poke the mysterious fourth person apparently contained in my head. Which is a thing I think we should do once we're done here. If Theboros is up for it."

He sighs. "I'm here, might as well."

"Machine first, though, I'm curious."

WE ARE TOO ...we must admit to that also

"Yeah, definitely." She takes a step towards the representation of the machine....

... then stops, frowning.

Why... is it so terrifying? Why does she feel like she can't get any closer to it, like it's too big for her, like she couldn't ever possibly understand or touch it??