![]() Were there others here in the catacombs with him? Possibly. The figure sucked in a breath, eyes darting once again as the echo continued to repeat the last couple of syllables like it usually did.Ī man's chuckle followed. ![]() He couldn't escape something inside his head. It took all of his strength to continue kneeling the way he was, even if he was slowly regaining the energy he lost from his futile attempts to escape the voice. Sadly, his body was so tired that it could not move at all he was afraid it would crumble if he even twitched a single finger. No one would notice that you're gone anyway. His gaze trailed over to the river situated next to him, and the voice seemed to like that idea. ![]() He panted, greedily accepting the air no matter how dirty and damp it may be- his lungs needed to be fed. What good would living do him anyway? He craved the rest, his body battered, exhausted and hungry.
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