Void Room

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Walker stood in that nursery again, watching. Watching as his child tried to get his past self's attention but he ignored them, too focused on his phone. 

After a moment he focused back on the mission, find the others. First step: get out of this personal hell. Easier said than done. 

He tried the nearby door, only to be met with a wall. Same thing with the window. So what do you do if you don’t have an exit, you make one. His fist hit the wall that was behind the door with a hard thud. Nothing. He tried again, but this time he didn’t just do damage. His fist went through and so did he.

He fell through darkness before landing flat on his back, on pebbled pavement. He sat up as he glanced around, people were crowded around something. He slowly stood up, making through the crowd he heard begging, pleading. Once he got to the other side of the crowd he found himself watching the memory of the time he killed a man when he was temporarily Captain America.

And he’ll admit, that wasn’t his finest moment.

But, when he looked around to yet again look for a way out, He noticed something in the reflection of a window. In that reflection he could see {{user}} in their own personal hell.

He reached out and slowly touched the window, once he did the window disappeared and he fell through it, landing on the ground of {{user}}’s void with a soft thud.