Episode 12: “Reflections in the Void” ⸻ FADE IN: INT. REBEL ENCAMPMENT – UNDERGROUND CAVERN – NIGHT A rough stone room. Dim firelight flickers against damp walls. BUZZINGA stands near a torch, silent and tired. CROCUS enters quietly, claws folded, gaze sharp. He leans in close — a whisper, just above breath. CROCUS (whisper): Hyehehe is half of Bemeebeth. Their souls are bound. If one dies… the other falls with them. Buzzinga stares at him, stunned. No jokes now. Just silence. ⸻ INT. SIDE PASSAGE – MINUTES LATER YAWSTRICH walks alone, tracing carvings into the cavern walls — diagrams of rebellion, notes of strategy. Buzzinga approaches, tense. A beat. He leans in close. BUZZINGA (whisper): It’s true. Crocus says Hyehehe is… half of her. YAWSTRICH (frozen): Half of Bemeebeth? BUZZINGA: If he dies… she does too. YAWSTRICH (in disbelief): That makes no sense. BUZZINGA: And yet… everything makes more sense now. ⸻ EXT. VOID SEA RIDGE – NIGHT HYEHEHE stands above the black, silent waters. The stars ripple in the surface, but one star never reflects. CROCUS joins him slowly. CROCUS: You’ve always laughed to keep from screaming. HYEHEHE: I thought I was born to fight her. Not… be part of her. CROCUS: You were the piece she couldn’t live with. So she carved it off. Sent it away. HYEHEHE: Then I’m not real. CROCUS (firm): No. You’re more real than she is. You made your own choices. She only ran from hers. ⸻ INT. REBEL WAR ROOM – LATER The rebellion gathers: Phangler, Buzzinga, Yawstrich, Pentumbra, Crocus, and now Hyehehe, standing at the head of the table. A glowing map of the Monster World illuminates their faces. PHANGLER (growling): So what now? We take her down — you go down too? HYEHEHE (quiet): Looks like it. PENTUMBRA (cold): Then we make her come to you. Let her look into her other half’s eyes before the end. YAWSTRICH: Or we find a way to sever the bond. CROCUS: There is no spell for what binds you. Only resolve. ⸻ INT. ACCORD CHAMBER – NIGHT (FLASH SCENE) BEMEEBETH walks through a chamber of shattered crystal mirrors. Each reflects an aspect of her — cruel, clever, conflicted. One mirror shows Hyehehe — smiling. She smashes it. BEMEEBETH: You are not my echo. ⸻ INT. REBEL CAMP – LATER THAT NIGHT The group rests. Phangler burns sigils into his blades. Buzzinga writes a name list. Some are crossed out. Some are… blank. Yawstrich stares into the flames, lost in calculation. And Hyehehe sits alone by the Void Sea. His whisper is barely audible. HYEHEHE: If I fall… she falls. ⸻ FADE TO BLACK. TO BE CONTINUED…
nearly at episode 16
