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(WOW IM SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY I JUST SUDDENLY FORGOT HOW TO WRITE SO I WAS LIKE
"this aint good" "dont make sense" BUT FINALLY HERE IT IS)
~ @CitrineRaindrop Pov~
The bed clung to me as I entered another restless night. I was alone always in the dark room of a sleeping chamber The walls towered above me. The faint fire crackled in disbelief to the silence. My eyes fluttered but sleep avoided me once again. The darkness crept around
Greater good. Was only screams of pain echoed the night. It chained me to the reality. The screams of pain.
The investigation had begun. The corridor was empty. Not even Lady Nuwve patrolling it was 3 am. Devils hour. Monsters and demons crept around. But with the lantern in hand they obeyed me. they obeyed the light.
The door opened. I hid behind a bookcase.
A man with a mask leaves. Covered in tar from head to toe.
He walks further. I follow. The entrance to the manor looms before him and me.
He opens the door. The void of night shines in. He steps out.
I mimic his footsteps. Another figure turns on their heel. They are wearing a suit and only one eye on show.
The man greets the person like royalty. Maybe they are.
"this aint good" "dont make sense" BUT FINALLY HERE IT IS)
~ @CitrineRaindrop Pov~
The bed clung to me as I entered another restless night. I was alone always in the dark room of a sleeping chamber The walls towered above me. The faint fire crackled in disbelief to the silence. My eyes fluttered but sleep avoided me once again. The darkness crept around
Greater good. Was only screams of pain echoed the night. It chained me to the reality. The screams of pain.
The investigation had begun. The corridor was empty. Not even Lady Nuwve patrolling it was 3 am. Devils hour. Monsters and demons crept around. But with the lantern in hand they obeyed me. they obeyed the light.
The door opened. I hid behind a bookcase.
A man with a mask leaves. Covered in tar from head to toe.
He walks further. I follow. The entrance to the manor looms before him and me.
He opens the door. The void of night shines in. He steps out.
I mimic his footsteps. Another figure turns on their heel. They are wearing a suit and only one eye on show.
The man greets the person like royalty. Maybe they are.
