King of the Tower

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"Right this way!" the drowzee spoke with calm enthusiasm, waving for the venipede to follow him down the rickety hall and towards a room filled with cushions. The routine was all too familiar for the drowzee, and he was glad of it. He was having many customers as of late, which means he could likely actually start saving up some kind of money and not have to live off of apples found in the dungeon or begging.

"Just have a seat and we can begin. I'm going to have to hypnotize you, so don't be alarmed if you suddenly fall asleep. Some rather odd things may happen once you're asleep and dreaming, but just don't move and keep calm. I've done this plenty of times. Any questions or concerns?" he asked, after gesturing to a dark green cushion.

"I have no clue," Morpheus admitted, shrugging, "Your tower seems to favor breaking physics a bit more it seems, and is more open about its shifts in the area than most. Usually they try to keep it subtle to add onto confusion," he explained his observation. The drowzee looked down, then back to the stairs, thinking a bit, "How about we try walking up a bit and see what happens? If we jump from this height without quite knowing if we're supposed to, we could end up going splat on the ground below and I really would not like to find out what happens when either of us die in here."

Lennox listened to the Drowzee's suggestions, mulling over them... as best as he could. Parts of the Drowzee's explanation were flying over his head; with all these thoughts of breaking physics (was that some kind of fancy pottery or something? How was the tower breaking things without arms or legs? Was the tower some kind of psychic type pokemon? Lennox wasn't too keen on psychic types, but he could deal with it if need be, he supposed) and going splat. Lennox said nothing, however; he voiced none of his questions in order to avoid looking incredibly uneducated. He just nodded in agreement with the Drowzee while stating, "sounds like as good of a plan as any to me; you know more about this place than I do so it's probably safer for you to call the shots." Lennox crawled towards the nearest stair and began to haul himself upwards, waiting for any kind of cue or statement from the Drowzee telling him to stop. He was half-expecting to appear back at the bottom of the staircase again, but he held onto a small glimmer of hope at the same time.

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The drowzee was a bit confused when the venipede told him to call the shots, then proceeded to do his own thing. He shrugged to himself and followed behind the Venipede, it seemed that this time they were allowed to pass forward. They continued upward, Morpheus having managed to get a few steps ahead of the client due to his ease of climbing the stairs. He was forced to stop however, when Morpheus slammed into an invisible wall. He felt around for an opening, the rest of the staircase before them, but they were unable to go any further. It was like a wall was there, but there was no wall to be seen.
"Looks like we need to do something else again..." he spoke.

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Lennox wasn't watching in front of him as he climbed stair after stair, so when he finally reached the last of the evil inclines he bumped into the wall head-first. When Lennox looked up for the obstruction that he had plowed into, he found no such thing. He looked around, trying to figure out what he could possibly do. Did he need to jump again? Did he just need to hit it? The Venipede looked at the nothing wall and contemplated things for a second longer before stating, "I'm going to try something." He then shot one of his poisonous stingers at the wall to see if he could somehow pierce it.

The tail seemed to go through as if there was no wall to begin with, Morpheus had thought that perhaps the venipede had somehow taken down the wall, but when he went to wave his hand in the area, the wall still felt as if it were there. The venipede seemed to be stopped after a certain extent, the end of its stingers sticking through the wall as if he had attempted to stab a wall of soap only for it to go right through.
"Huh..." the drowzee spoke, wondering what to do with this strange phenomonon which was not really strange or all that odd since this was a dream and practically anything was possible. The drowzee thought for a moment, "Perhaps...we have to go back down?"

Lennox felt his stingers pass through the wall, cutting it like butter. He seemed satisfied, as if he had solved the puzzle, that is until he noticed the floor was suddenly the ceiling. Rather, he had gotten himself caught hanging upside-down about a foot over the floor in some invisible and for some reason mallieable wall. Lennox just stared for a moment before attempting to free himself from the wall without asking for help; rocking and twisting his body as he squirmed about in an attempt to get free. Unwilling to let the wall beat him, Lennox only struggled harder; finally managing to loosen himself to the point where he could free himself from the wall. He fell and landed on his head, hen rolled over onto his stumpy legs. The impact with the ground barely phased him; he only stopped to nod up at the Drowzee and say, "Okay, let's try that," before making a move for the stairs.