Gate of Memoirs/Disturbance

Some do not simply allow sleeping serpents to lie--especially when it is not their time to die.
Why?Why do we not turn our eyestoward the stars?—Waterlogged note
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Where it Rains"	Music: "Where it Rains"
 	
*"Rushing waves, followed by the hollow thrum of inexplicably deep and dark."
*"I found myself once more in these constants."
*"Near-total darkness save pinpricks of light—of eyes, or mine."
*"What did it matter? What I couldn't change, I could learn from."
*"Who I was, and who I would be."
Portrait	Dialogue
 	
*"Then, a lull. A turn in the tide. I wake."
 	
*Inara: Mmh...
 	
*Monotone Voice: Project Code: TSV-R. Project Status: Ongoing. Subject: AT-056 "Inara".
*Monotone Voice: Preparation: Subject carefully selected and systematically purged of personal identity.
*Monotone Voice: Cognitive functions uncompromised; biological functions replaced with self-sustaining stasis systems. 
*Monotone Voice: Core: Flesh sample retrieved from the decaying mass believed to be TSV, discovered at a depth of 11,932u.
*Monotone Voice: Recommendation: For further review and follow-up.
**beep*
*Monotone Voice: Access granted. Viewport opened.
*Monotone Voice: Subject Status: ... ... Normal.
 	
*Inara: (...?)
Portrait	Dialogue
 	
*A narrow blade of light cuts into the suspension tank and illuminates a strip of glinting silver.
*Indistinct Voice: And you are sure this hypothesis is sound?
*Confident Voice: As much as a hypothesisss can and should be, I assure you.
*Confident Voice: If you would excuse the sibilance. It has been a most pleasing breakthrough.
*Indistinct Voice: An apt one at that.
*Indistinct Voice: I see no reason to stall. You may proceed...
*Indistinct Voice: Time is of the essence.
*"The voices faded out, until all I could see were shifting globules of pale colors."
*"One came to me, and I saw his eyes. Green. Slitted. Familiar."
*Indistinct Voice: Note this well enough: a sleeping goddess remembers everything.
*Indistinct Voice: It would not do to invoke her ire, conscious or no.
*Confident Voice: So it goes...
 	
*The light narrows to a sliver, then disappears, steeping the tank in its comfortable darkness once more.
 	
*"Back into the void I crept, those voices echoing around me in their conspiratorial tones."
*"How familiar the memory...of something I scarce knew..."
*"How long the wait..."
*"How lonely the call."
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Devil's Heart"	Music: "Devil's Heart"
 	
*Monotone Voice: *bzzt*
*Monotone Voice: Error. Insufficient resources.
*Monotone Voice: Error. In-
*Monotone Voice: Err-
*Monotone Voice: System...shutdown...in...5....
*Monotone Voice: ...*bzzt*...
*Sibilant Sound: My lady.
*Sibilant Sound: My lady, please open your eyessss.
 	
*Inara: ...Vishap?
 	
*Living liquid coalesces itself into the form of a serpent, and its bright yellow eyes give her a once-over, as if to check for injuries.
 	
*Vishap: It sssseems we are free.
 	
*Inara: I suppose...
*Inara: Was there anyone here? I can't seem to recall...
 	
*Inara steps out of the strange tank, its glass surface a spiderweb of cracks.
*As she takes in the sight of the darkened underwater facility, a mix of curiosity and dread creeps into her senses.
*Not from subaquatic claustrophobia, but from a looming presence just out of sight.
 	
*Inara presses a hand to her chest, as if the pressure could alleviate the subtle pulsing within her core.
 	
*Almost as if she was resonating with that entity, if it was one.
 	
*Vishap: The ssssooner we quit this place, the better.
*Vishap: I sense bodies draw close, and I mislike their intentionssss...
 	
*Inara: Lead on...