Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-26388714-20150604141911

(Sorry I've been gone so long. Couldn't find a good time to post.)

The heavy smell of Ether and blood soaked the air, making Baryos' lungs sting slightly. Speaking for the first time since he'd gotten out of the Raptor, Baryos spoke in a low voice for fear of upsetting whatever the hell was down here.

"Hey Sauron... I'm sorry, but I busted your gun up a bit. Hope you don't mind, but I changed the name, too. By the way, nice armor."

Lia, her voice laced with anxiety but sarcastic as ever, managed to stammer,  Her eye quivered slightly.

A deep, vibrating shake echoed through the hallway, seeming to come from all directions at once, accompanied by the echo of a gunshot... no, a roar?

"This is probably the worst place to be right now."



"Yes, I do. Now quiet down. You're almost yelling."

Lia's shell closed in tightly around her eye, shaking. Her beam of light cut like a sword through the shadows of the room, but was dimmer than normal. The darkness was unusally persistent here. Everything about this place was wrong. Baryos felt sick. But sick was weak, and weak was crap. So he pushed on.