Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-107.196.174.179-20150604031333

As the guardains quested deeper into the black strech of the hallway, the stench of blood grew nearly overwhelming. Even through the oxygen filters of their helmets, it persisted. Suddenly, Arxus, heard a soft *click* from underfoot. Rolling back to avoid the trap, the guardians were momentairly blinded when, instead of a turret or explosive, the bunker's lighting system suddenly activated. When their vision cleared, they beheld a horrible sight.

Three meters in front of them, swaying slightly from a cord wrapped around his neck, was a body. The corpse was iluminated from behind by a light torn from the ceiling. His right arm and left leg were amputated at the elbow and hip respectivly, the bloody stumps softly dripping into a large puddle of red below. The robes he wore were stained red from a thousand cuts, visible through his tattered garmets. In his back was lodged a shock dagger, its core still active, causing his remaining limbs to lightly spasam in a sick imitation of life. And though his face was swollen, and bruised, and his eyes were gouged out, nothing more than crimson craters with trails streaking down his face, all guardians who knew knew him spoke one word aloud in unision.

"Saturn"

Behind him, the scene replayed over and over down the hall. Another Saturn, another light, another pool of blood. But the farther the lights went, the dimmer they got, until, five lights down, the shadows swallowed the last one, with the outline of a large room just beyond.

The first one of the group to speak was Avgust's ghost.

" There's...no light around him...any one of him...but I think I sense a ghost further ahead."