--- Gareth --- 1 Hour Earlier
Gareth stared out at the void, or maybe it wasn't the void and just some elaborate illusion to stop people from going insane. What he was in truth, was melancholy. Once you were eliminated from the tournament Thyme shoved you into this rather nice hotel in the middle of nowhere. Far more literally than normal. As far as Gareth could tell the entire building was just floating in a pocket dimension and the windows showed either the void, or an illusion pretending to be such. It was mostly black but it sort of rippled and shone as if the entire thing was a giant soap bubble.
