THE Living Concept departed from the prison with the hurried steps of someone who had just realized they might be measuring the wrong things entirely. The moment Concept's presence faded from the imprisonment chamber…
WAP!
THE Living Emotive materialized with the suddenness of an unwanted emotion at three in the morning.
The transition was so smooth it suggested Emotive had been waiting, watching, timing the arrival for maximum impact.
THE Living Paradox's form shifted into a defensive configuration, regarding Emotive with the caution one reserves for things that smile while holding knives.
"What's a crazy thing like you doing here again?"
THE Living Emotive practically vibrated with jubilant emotions…joy, excitement, anticipation, and underneath it all, something darker that had no name because naming it would make it too real.
"Can I not come visit a pitiful prisoner? Surely even paradoxes need company."
