Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32945669-20190123143912/@comment-30700719-20190124124025

Thankfully, whatever god allowed the synthetic imitation of man to cross into this world takes pity on it, and restores it to its former state.

It stands, and looks around. Now that the danger is passed, for the moment, the room swells into view. Blue, ghostly candles adorn the grey brick walls, and small sections cut into them hold ancient skulls and skeletons. The atmosphere is chilly down here, quite spooky.