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2024-10-29 19:42:56The door, just like all the ones before, giving some real authentic horror vibe along with the silence of the darkness, creaked open. This place has a real horror thriller ambiance. Add a bit of background music or sounds, a ghost or monster and you got yourself a real horror story…
What the f is this?The first thing that blew at me was an extreme heat, the heat stinging my eyes a little. And a dim light which seem to have filtered in from somewhere.But that’s not what caught my attention. The were whole and dismembered skeletons sparsed in the corridor and in a few cells. The bars of the cells—it’s not that there was any, other than the frames—were rusted and floor cover with a layer of sand.I could guess the clutter and rattling I heard and the soft and hard things I stepped and tripped upon were the tattered cloths and skeletons.I don’t think it took a day could have reached this. This looks like some post-apocalyptic shit.It’s not hard to guess
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The sun was just about setting when my eyes started to clear and I gained control over my body. I still felt tired, in more ways than one… This lethargy doesn’t seem like it would go soon but at least I can move.Luckily nothing came after in the hours of ‘rest’—if you can call it that, my thinking process might have been slowed but it was active the whole time adding to the mental stress—as I was paralyzed. Otherwise, efforts wasted, I’d be done for, for real.… I’ll just head for one the dorm rooms and barricade myself in for some rest.I stood myself up… I looked down and saw the scythe still there.I’m a little conflicted. I was once told by Amara that there were only a select few who could touch the and like, let alone a mortal. My conclusion is that I was giving permission to do so. But I’m not a fool to shift the blame on me being tired before handling it and ended like that. This thing was the cause. True I may have passed out if I managed to somehow deal with the beast from ti
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