Thread:Abbykurle/@comment-30921738-20190109004227/@comment-30921738-20190116015743

The creature slowly slambered up the stairs, hissing and snapping its jaws. Akurle pulled out her sword and, in one swift motion, slit its throat. The creature fell down on the stairs, dead. Strangely, it's blood was pure black.

Akurle wiped the blood off her sword and slid it underneath her worn. She poked at the creature to make sure it was really dead, then took back her arrow. "What the heck is that thing?"

"Some sort of phantom mutant, obviously," Felicity said. She slowly climbed down the steps and grabbed her sword, all the while staring at the goop-covered boxes in the basement. "Do you think there are more?"