It had to be a dream

(it wasn't a dream)

because the last thing she remembered, Neshomeh had been poring over the Wiki, trying once again to cut down the number of pointless pages. Then she was here, in darkness lit only by a faint blue glow.

"Hello?" Neshomeh called, on the principle that information gathering was a good thing (and right now she felt what almost amounted to a burning need for information, as if it was the entirety of her being). "Is anyone here?"

There was a long silence, and then a faint reply. "Um... not there exactly, I don't think... where is here?"

"I have no idea," Neshomeh called back, trying to walk towards the voice - but she couldn't walk. Strangely, though, she was moving anyway; she felt as if she were being jerked from point to point, but at the same time as if she had been at her new position all along. Information gathered, information filed. There was a feeling of constriction in the air (was it air?), as if she'd entered a narrow tunnel, and then a widening, and a flickering blue light ahead, like some kind of sci-fi fairy.

(Hey, hey, come down here, you'll want to see this.)

(I'm busy... but okay, just a minute.)

"... hello?" the voice said, and Neshomeh realized with a start that it was coming from the fairy-light. "Who's there?"

"... er, my name's Neshomeh," Neshomeh replied. "Could you tell me-"

"Neshomeh!" the voice exclaimed. "No way! It's JulyFlame - you know, from the Board."

"July!" Neshomeh exclaimed in reply, watching the light ahead of her carefully. "Um, why are you a spark of electricity?"

"I was going to ask you the same question," July replied wryly. "I only noticed a couple of minutes ago - it's hard to look down, you know?"

"Er, yes, definitely," Neshomeh agreed, although in truth she hadn't noticed at all. "Where... are we?"

"Not a clue," July said. "Last thing I know I was on the Wiki, looking for-"

"Me too," Neshomeh cut in grimly. "That doesn't bode well."

"You can't be thinking of a Wiki-related plot to kidnap us," July said, "that's just ridiculous... right?"

(Oh my Bohr! What are those?)

(I don't know. Keep watching them.)

"Utterly ridiculous," Neshomeh agreed - too quickly. "But... do you get the same feeling I do about this place? Like it's... well, I don't know. Disturbing."

"I keep expecting to see blood when I look round," July agreed. "It feels like a place where violence happens."

(Don't they know they're on the DAVD page?)

(I get the feeling they don't know much.)

"It's disturbing," Neshomeh said again, with a tone of finality. "I think we should try and, you know, disperse it."

"Oh?" July said, in a tone of cautious agreement. "And how do you suggest we do that?"

"The same way one always gets rid of bad feelings," Neshomeh said. "The power of Love!"

July's spark flushed a vibrant pink. "Oh, Neshomeh," she said, "I never knew you cared."

"Neither did I," Neshomeh admitted, "but let's just go with it."

(Okay, that's kind of disgusting.)

(Yeah... hot, though.)

(Oh, well, obviously.)