Haunted House (Plague)
Shelby
11-08-2020, 10:24 PM
Plague dove into the fight, blind both by the sheer darkness of the place he had found himself and from the lack of knowledge of what he was up against. He kept his ears perked to catch any slight shift or sound that might give away it's position and as he clashed with whatever it was he tried to keep as close as he could so he wouldn't loose track of it. He fought with furry and lost track of exactly what was happening between the various wild attacks. He felt bits and pieces of the creature and most notably he felt what seemed like a wing - a bat perhaps? Of course there wasn't time to consider such a thing in the heat of battle, but it was a clue he might ponder after this was all over. He felt his opponent retreat and he stood in the darkness, hackles raised and lips pulled back in a vicious snarl while he waited for the next attack. When it didn't come and his ears flicked to hear something shifting farther and farther away from him, he slowly let his shoulders begin to relax and even though he was still on high alert he shifted out of his battle ready stance. All at onece the blinding darkness disappeared with a sudden appearance of light accompanied by an odd buzzing. It made him stagger back a step and he squinted against the brightness till his eyes could adjust once more. Dipping his head to the ground, he let the skull slip off of his face and it fell to the floor with a soft clank. Looking around at his now illuminated surroundings, he eyed the unusually flat for rock and not quite a texture he had ever seen. Something had clearly created this place just as they had the building that stood above him. His emerald eyes cast quick glances around the space, eager to see what it was he had been fighting, but it seemed to have disappeared. The thought made him frown as he glanced back at the stairs behind him. How could it have slipped past him without him noticing? Unless it didn't? It was yet another unanswered question about this place that made his skin crawl uneasily. As he gave the room another, more through look he noticed a cage of sorts. After taking a couple steps closer to the cage in question he realized there was an odd skeleton laid out in it and with a deep frown he realized it looked too similar to the dolls he had seen before. That haunting voice returned once again, this time commanding him to release it. The fur along his back bristled uneasily as a deep, rumbling sound that resembled a laugh followed the command, making him feel like this presence had been making a fool of him this entire time. A snarl twitched at his lips as he looked at the skeleton before he turned away from it. He still didn't know what this... thing was, but he wasn't about to stick around and find out. After the fight he had put in he wasn't about to release something that was just going to mock him in return. Picking up the skull he had worn before, he climbed up the stairs from the basement and made his way out through the foyer and back into the dark of night. His curiosity had taken him a long way, but he knew when to just walk away. |
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