Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-28358106-20161127232628

"It's not a loop. I'm sensing a change in the atmosphere, it's...deep...and there's something else..."

I say nothing as the smells permeate my senses; I have worked around rotting flesh, the dead, gangrene, and this is nothing new. But even I can smell the chemical smells mixed within it, and I recognize them. My pace quickens for the final dozen yards of the passage. We emerge into the cavern.

I slow, then stop, my eyes scanning over the abomination. My heart catches in my throat as I look over the construct.

My voice is sincere and fatalistic. I know what I am going to have to do.

"Jorge, I'm going to need that dagger. Please."