Eyes Down Low Part Four "I don't understand." Mina looked over to him. "What do you mean, too loud?" What is the noise?" "It's akin to... A vibration... An all-encompassing vibration so loud it's... So hard to think..." He said, struggling. "Baphomet, are you-" Mags suddenly turned around as she heard banging on the glass behind her. Betty had lifted her hands up to her neck, wrapping them around like she was strangling herself, then she stood completely rigid. "What's happening?!" Mina gave the sheep woman a panicked look. "Is... i-is she...?" "I... Don't know..." Mags said as Betty shook her head, repeating the same two actions once more. Mina practically snarled, and suddenly started to beat her fists against the glass. "Fight it! We're coming for you! Please, just hold on!" Betty then shook her head faster, holding her hands up horizontally next to her, about three feet or so apart, then pointed at her throat and repeated the same two actions as before. Mags tilted her head. "Is... Is she...?" "...trying to tell us something?" Mina pointed to her own neck. "There is something on your neck? Causing all this?" Putting it together that Betty couldn't hear them either, Mags signed herself. Mags pointed to her neck, tried a struggling, pulling motion, then nodded her head yes. Betty lowered her eyebrows for a moment, the noise still causing her pain. However, she then nodded, repeating the parallel hand gesture, then she pointed to her forehead. After a moment of that she moved her fingers to the side of her head, hanging them down in front of her eyes. "Whatever they have on her is messing with her head," Mina surmised. "Possibly controlling her." "Is there something like that though...?" Mags turnes to face Mina, then back to Betty, nodding. Betty put her hand on the glass, perking up slightly. The Fly crouched down, lifting her heels off the ground, straightening her arms and putting her fingers into the floor like claws, all the while arcing her back forward. "Why... Why is that pose familiar... I... I swear I've seen it before..." Maggie scratched her head, racking her brain for the answer. "The gargoyle rings..." Mina grit her teeth. "They've modified the collars we use to control gargoyles to control people. Thropes specifically, no doubt." "That's... But how do those ring even work? If only we had Erin..." Mags asked Mina, nodding over at the Thrope. Suddenly, small shards of the dream came down, shattering on the floor. "Magdalene... The dream is... Breaking...". Mags pointed up at the cracking ceiling and Betty seemed to panic a little bit. However, she tried to do one more sequence of gestures. The Fly Thrope stood up, putting her hand vertically out just below her ribs, as if she was showing them a height. Betty then placed her hands on the sides of her head, pointing her pointer fingers on each hand up. Finally, Betty looked over at Mina, forming a heart in the middle of her chest with her fingers, then pushing it forward. "Erin is a victim of this too..." Mina smiled sadly. "And she loves us." "I... I think she wants us to tell Eliza... She loves her..." Mags chimed in with her own. "Oh... yeah." Mina looked over to Bephomet. "Is the other one any more stable?" "Yes... But... Just as loud..." Baphomet replied, the dream crumbling more. Mags placed a hand on the glass, giving Betty a confident nod, a nod which the Fly quickly reciprocated, a peaceful smile growing on her face. "Alright, Ms. Havenbrook, let's go..." Magdalene said regretfully, signaling her Nightgaunt Companion to open a way out. Mina nodded, staying close to Mags, less she be swept away in the dream's destruction. As they exited the dream back onto the platform, the dream bubble popped, a sudden, loud screeching noise being let out in the orb's final second. However, floating next to them was Erin's orb, equally distorted. "Finally... At Last... Quiet..." Baphomet huffed, drawing a concerned look from Mags. "If... If it's too much, I think we might be able to go in by ourselves, just open it up once you notice the dream collapsing." Mags suggested, putting a caring hand on his forearm. "I... Very well, I trust you, you are experienced here now. I'll monitor you two from here." He grumbled, agreeing cautiously. Mina nodded. "Best not put you in any more anguish." "Okay..." Mags took a deep breath, placing a hand on the other dream bubble. Within, behind the same glass barrier, Erin lay in pain on a ratty, old bed. She looked to be in a small bedroom, no bigger the a closet, with just enough room for her bed, a dresser, and a few dolls. She had her hands over her large ears, her eyes squeezed shut in suffering. Repeating what she did the last time, Mags gave the glass a hearty knock, the sound reverberating out. The rabbit woman flinched, then slowly looked up. Seeing Mags and Mina, she quickly got up, stumbling over to the glass but collapsing against it. Mags lowered herself, pressing her hand against the glass. "Erin? You can't hear us, right!?" Erin's expression answered it, pointing to her ears and all around her. Mags nodded, pointing at her neck and making a choking motion to confirm what Betty had told them. Erin weakly nodded. She pulled at her neck, then pointed to her head. Mags took a second to think, then holding her hand up into the air and made a first. She then pulled it up and down, mimicking a train conductor to let her know about the Railroad's assistance. Erin's eyes widened, and she smiled ever so much, nodding, before grabbing her head in pain again. Mags cupped her hands around her eyes to make them look bigger, then made a heart with her hands, trying to tell Erin that Betty loves her. A tear rolled down the rabbit Thrope's cheek, and she made her own heart shape. "Mina... Is there anything you'd like to say?" Mags looked back. Mina placed her hand on the glass. She brought two fingers together. "Just a little time. Soon. Understand?" Erin slowly nodded. Finally Mags mimicked Betty's signing from earlier, trying to tell her Eliza loves her too. As she did so, a tear rolled down Mags' face, the situation of her friends affecting her, even with her bond to Methos. Suddenly, the entire area started to shake violently as the dream began to shatter around them. As it did, the dream opened up behind them, signaling that it was time to go. As Mags turned, she looked back towards Erin regretfully, sad she had to leave her for now. Erin waved her hand for her to go. Mina grabbed Mags' hand. "Come on. We don't want to be caught in here." "Right..." She said, running through the portal and being thrown back out onto the island. Mina turned and watched as the dream crumbled away. "I take it dreams don't usually end that violently..." "No... They do crumble, but that one almost exploded..." Mags shook her head. "Their dreams are wildly unstable..." "They're using gargoyle collars to control them. It's sick..." Mina shook her head. "Please... get us out of hear. I am tired of this nightmare." "I'm sorry for showing you this Mina... I... I shouldn't have done this... I didn't know how bad it would be..." Mags apologized, everything weighing on her. Mina placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I'm glad I saw this. It'll motivate us, and... tell us what to expect." "Mina... What if we have to fight them? Betty and Erin?" The Sheep asked, unsure if she could raise her weapon against them. "We do what we must..." Mina shook her head. "I am confident we can stop them without hurting them... but whatever happens, it is better then leaving them there." "You're right... I guess I'm more afraid of them hurting us... Or hurting themselves..." Mags rubbed her shoulder. "I can't help but think, 'what if I was in their position'. If I hurt any one of you, I'd never forgive myself..." Mina shook her head. "Those kinds of thoughts are poison. We need to be strong for their sake. And I know how strong you can be. I have seen it time and time again. Magdalene nodded slowly, "Alright, Thank you... Mina..." Mina nodded. "Come on. We have work to do." "Baphomet, please take us home..." She looked up at her Nightgaunt, who was slouched over slightly. "Very well... We must rescue them... We have to stop this monster here..." The Dream Demon spoke, showing a rare but legitimate sadness. Mina nodded in agreement. "We will. Count on it."