Issac slowly got to his feet, dizzy,and little winded from the impact,and Helen landing on top of him.
As Issac scanned his surroundings it was clear they were no longer in the basement,and that the seemingly impossible fall was real.As he recalled the tendrils of light,and how they pulled the group through the floor,he was having trouble believing it was real.
as he walked over to the two girls rubbing his chest,he began to remember thinking coming to this party was a really bad idea,and hearing suddenly Helen voicing the same complaint he said "i guess I'm not the only one regretting this then,so where are Nate,and Cara?" He took another look around,and added "we should find them before we do anything else."
He walked over to Clary,helping her to reaching his hand out to help her up.
As he attended to Clary,he turned looking back at Helen asking "can you walk on your own?"

Nothing seemed to make sense anymore.

Even the normal bedrock of spacial continuity seemed to have been robbed from them. Nate tried to reach out a hand against a nearby wall to steady himself, only to discover it was actually about a quarter mile away, or maybe six inches, or maybe twenty feet. There wasn't any real way to be sure. "Guys?" he said tentatively, groggily making his way back to the group. "Everyone okay? And what the actual fuck is this place? I really don't think we're in the basement anymore."

Clary took Isaac's hand to steady herself, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths to calm her stomach. "Thanks." She groaned while slowly opening her eyes, adjusting slowly to the strange world around them. "It's got to be some sort of optical illusion or drug or something."

"Wrong." The voice echoed down the hall seeming to come from nowhere and disappear into nothingness. It sounded familiar but it took a moment for Clary to place its owner. "Cara? Is that you? Where are we, what happened? I heard you scream and..." She stopped suddenly, catching sight of Cara just behind Isaac. "Glad you all could make it." Cara spoke calmly as if the room around her didn't exist or bother her. Her clothes had changed as well, instead of wearing normal street clothes she had on a strange, short dress that one might see at a real Halloween party. Clary smiled nervously, looking from person to person. "This is a cool party trick, you've got to show me how its done." Cara smiled but it was dark and cruel, filled to the brim with ill intentions. "Sure, you just have to live long enough."

Helen put distance between herself and the now-hostile host. The girl was obviously deranged and insane, the worst person to fight against. Helen tensed her muscles and fell into a defensive, yet casual, stance - in case something happened. She was confident that she would be able to take Cara on if anything happened.

(short post, am busy; lot apologies. much wow.
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"Okay, Cara, we're real impressed," Nate said, his head still swimming. Maybe it was the drinks, maybe it was just the lighting and general oddness of this place. "I gotta admit, building this funhouse in your basement must've taken some work. And I'm honestly at a loss where you were hiding the makeup, hair curler, pushup bra, and creepy little dress, because you look a hell of a lot different now. You got us reeeeal good. Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to go back upstairs and back to the party." He tried to sound casual, but it was taking a great deal of effort on his part.

"Party?" Cara looked confused for a moment but then shrugged it off. "Oh that wasn't the real party. This," She motioned to the space around her, her smile widening as she took in her handy work. "is the main event. I'm glad you like it, I put a great deal of effort into customizing it just for you guys." Clary took a step back, looking terrified. "Main event? I don't understand, what's going on Cara?" She wasn't given an answer right away, but instead found herself staring right into Cara's eyes. "We're playing a game, my favorite game in fact. I like to call it 'Torture the Bullies', I promise you'll love it." Cara clapped her hands together merrily as if what she were saying was completely normal and not at all disturbing.

Pyrae hurried into the classroom. Not running but, making quite a haste about getting to the classroom. The nimble bodied female easily slipped through the door as the rest of the remaining student filed in and dropped down into their seats. The teacher, barely looking up at her, made a brief gesture with his left hand from the students to herself. "Students, this is Pyrae, she will be officially joining us today." Without any further words or directions from the lazy teacher, Pyrae aimlessly walked to the second row and plopped down into an empty seat. The two students next to her and a few around her briefly looked up wordlessly as well. This, she thought, would be a very long day.

"I never even fucking bullied you!" Helen said exasperated, her fear pulsing in her veins. "What the hell are you on, Cara? No one has done anything to you."

Helen itched at her arms, a nervous habit, and began counting to ten. If this escalated, she would have to do something - that was a fact. Cara was small, weak, a frontal attack would be easy. The best way was if Helen got her arms around Cara's neck, that would work best; she could subdue her until she passed out and then they could figure out what to do from there. She was obviously insane, she had to be insane. No one else would put this much effort into a scary ass party.

"Look, Cara, just don't do anything you shouldn't."

Spinning at her sudden appearance Issac backed up standing between Cara, and Clary.
Issac taking a moment to listen responded "Listen Cara, I have no idea what you're talking about, I'm pretty sure we all just met you the other day! I never said a word to you before that, and if you thought it was meant as an insult it wasn't, just never had a topic."
As he spoke he was slowly backing Clary up while staying in front of her,never letting his nervousness show.
Issac was surprised at himself, this girl he towered over was scaring him more than the guys twice his size he fought.
As he backed closer toward the group he thought to himself "Maybe I should strike first, this girls crazy...but maybe I'll let this play out a while...I've attacked enough girls for my life time".

"Cara," Nate said calmly. "No one here is your enemy. No one. We didn't come here to mock you or to bully you. We came here to have a good time, and we thought you wanted to have some fun. Now, if I did something to hurt you, then I am sorry. I am, truly. I promise you, whatever it was, I didn't do it on purpose. How about we all go upstairs and talk this over?"

"And suddenly the world revolves around you." Cara frowned, ignoring the fact that the kids before her were backing away or taking defensive stances. "This wasn't about you, it was never specifically about any of you. Try and attack me if you want, but I'm warning you now that it won't do any good." She looked at each of her classmates individually, crossing her arms as she spoke again. "Tonight is about me and my hate for human beings. I was originally going to just kill you all but then I thought that wouldn't be much fun, so I created this for my own amusement. If you can complete the maze you can go home, isn't that nice of me?" Clary clung to Isaac's arm, backing away as he did. "Is she serious?" Cara's eyes snapped toward Clary taking her by surprise. "Of course I'm serious. This isn't a joking matter."

Issac stared shocked at Cara's insane words he responded "How did you do this? This isn't possible..."
As he said it he, and Clary came to a stop at the others of their group.

Nate knew that Cara was serious. His mind raced to think of some compelling argument, some clever plan, anything useful. Instead, all he managed was to mumble, "Oh. Well, shit."

That probably wasn't going in any books of quotes.

Cara's eyes light up when Isaac asked how she had accomplished the creation of such a place, "I'm sure you already know the answer to that. You just don't want to believe it. Why don't you give it a little thought while you look for a way out." She smiled innocently as she walked over to the wall, the colors warping until a door formed for the creepy girl. "Good luck." Her laugh echoed through the hallway as she stepped through the doorframe, door disappearing behind her.

Clary stared at the wall dumbfounded. "You have got to be kidding me." She breathed out, leaning on Isaac for support. "This isn't happening, we're hallucinating. That's got to be it, hallucinating from whatever drugs she put in the food mixing with the booze."

Issac stood frozen, confused ,and more than a little scared.
In all honesty he had no idea how this was possible, as his thoughts were interrupted by Clary's words he responded "No....it's not a drug...No way we'd all see the same thing..."
He turned his head back to the others saying "you guys okay?"