For The Night Is Dark & Full Of Terrors

Redrum’s gaze flicked to Grim, the feral gleam in his eyes softening with a glint of curiosity. His attention lingered on the carved, twisted face etched into the stone, his breaths shallow as he traced its jagged contours with renewed interest. "Afraid… or in—agony." he murmured, voice barely more than a rasp. The thought gnawed at him, a new possibility slithering through his mind like a swarm of insects. What could have done this? And what were they stepping into by daring to investigate? His blood seemed to pound in tune with the odd buzz in the air.

A feverish grin broke across Redrum’s face as his gaze traveled upward along the monolith's spiraling height. He considered Grim's question, the challenge of it sparking something reckless within him. “Then we—give it a—warm welcome.” he said, the words coming slowly, almost savoring the weight of the unknown and the danger. His eyes sharpened, catching the red glow that clung to the stone’s surface like some phantom residue.

The words hung in the air, a dare as much as a call to arms. He couldn’t fully say whether it was pure bravado or the protective urge stirred by his brothers that pushed him forward, but with Ripper and Grim's excitement mirroring his own, he felt that familiar urge intensify. The air around them nearly vibrated with anticipation.

A laugh escaped him as he watched Ripper’s determined, half-comical struggle. The sight of his brother’s head jammed in one of the spire's crevices earned a low, breathy chuckle. His amusement, however, quickly twisted into something more inquisitive as his gaze followed Ripper’s deliberate, clawed ascent.

With his golden eyes narrowed to slits, Redrum leaned back, letting his frame rest momentarily against a pillar as he surveyed their surroundings, each shadow and curve etched into his mind in case they needed to retreat. He called up to Ripper, his voice rumbling low, laced with a grin. “Don’t—get impaled.” Of course he was just going to watch though. No sense in them all going climbing on a what if.



"Murder"