Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24748329-20170612210656/@comment-31191359-20170829054902

(don't worry, its not a real hall leading back to the room without traps)

BDK was not in the real hall, But a fake hall, She looked to the ground, And far above, stretched darkness in front of her. A button, She pressed it, And a blinding light stung her eyes.

She walked aimlessly. Trying to find her way out of the hall. Her eyes couldn't open.

"I feel nothing. I sleep...

I don't sleep.

I glitch and get wrenched with anger and sorrow.

I crave and wish, For

One

Chance

Of

Escape."

She felt like everything in her popped out, As her hope died, She felt something go along her  horn. It felt like centipedes were crawling under her skin. She crushed the button, And the lights broke, Redused to broken glass in the floor,

The light flickered, despite no bulbs. And a sillohuette sat.

She got worried. She looked to see. There was a writing of blood on the wall.

"Death Is Not An Escape"

Her stomach dropped.

"This isn't a place for me."