THE LOST DAYS... Round 2.

[mind_blown]

It's all darkness.

The feeling of nothingness, of being nothing. Of not existing. You have no thoughts, you will never have any thoughts again. While that fact is not comforting, because you cannot be comforted anymore, it is true.

There's a certain rest to being... nothing. And to both knowing and not knowing, that your time is done.

So it's all the more unfortunate when you feel, because you shouldn't feel. And the feeling is burning in your lungs, which you shouldn't have. Because you are- or were- nothing.

And then, you inhale a desperate gasp of air and open your eyes...

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Re: ARKHAM ASYLUM

[idolpro]

Well, it is definitely not nice to these flowers!

Which seem to smoke as though they are fire? But there's so many of them...

Re: ARKHAM ASYLUM

[protectshisown]

[There are a lot, but I can at least cut down on them.]

[...these are safety things, right?]

[He's gonna keep this one, to blast flowers out of the way of doorways because now he's gonna explore and see if he can find more!]

[What then flowers!!!]

Re: ARKHAM ASYLUM

[idolpro]

For some reason! They seem to be leading towards the end of the hallway, where he hears again,

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Re: ARKHAM ASYLUM

[protectshisown]

[Down the hall he goes, directing a brief spray at any doorways.]

....

Talk about what? [Is the door covered?]

Re: ARKHAM ASYLUM

[idolpro]

The doors are open, and there are flowers in the room! But the main source seems to be leading towards the stairwell.

Re: ARKHAM ASYLUM

[protectshisown]

[He will head for the stairwell, watching the flowers in case they come for him again.]

Whose here?

Re: ARKHAM ASYLUM

[idolpro]

"Are you kidding me?! I already di--"

He hears exclaimed from down the stairs. Followed by a sharp, sickening crunch.