@ENCCHNTRESS Eight legged cretins skitter outwards in hordes ; a harold for their arrival for they served as a DISTRACTION.
From every crevice in the room served as entry - running up anatomy 'n beginning to bite - almost endlessly so.
@ENCCHNTRESS THAP ; discarding high ground with combat boots slamming 'pon wooden frame, digits spread 'n talons dig into spruce.
What was before him was not man - but monster. Something he himself could relate to with his own circumstance.
@ENCCHNTRESS In the dark does he roam - the scent of iron filling his nostrils, the stench of CORRUPTION taken form.
This place - wherever he was, held a darker secret than he ever witnessed before - and it came down to countless weeks of -