That depends on if this wretched dream cooperates with me.
[ He sounds annoyed, though poking through the annoyance is a rare sign of Ekkehardt actually sounding anxious. The shadow leads Avery through twisting corridors that are stifling and too large all at once, like they're being seen from a child's perspective.
At times, they have to stop. Light flickers through open doorways, then is promptly blocked by something that feels both sickeningly wrong and sickeningly powerful, lumbering past.
Sometimes there's screaming, or the signs of a fight, or blood leaking into the corridors. There are, mercifully, no bodies. ]
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[ He sounds annoyed, though poking through the annoyance is a rare sign of Ekkehardt actually sounding anxious. The shadow leads Avery through twisting corridors that are stifling and too large all at once, like they're being seen from a child's perspective.
At times, they have to stop. Light flickers through open doorways, then is promptly blocked by something that feels both sickeningly wrong and sickeningly powerful, lumbering past.
Sometimes there's screaming, or the signs of a fight, or blood leaking into the corridors. There are, mercifully, no bodies. ]
How do you feel about tight spaces?