& to a place i come where nothing shines
Hands, clenched into fists, pound the door. A voice that sounds so very very weak, pleads for his life.
"PLEASE," He wails. "Please! They're everywhere! please, please!"
Silence for a moment, then two.
Then the knocking resumes, the voice edged with raw hysteria now. "They're coming! I can see their eyes! Gods, open the door!"
You have an indeterminate amount of time to decide what to do.
"PLEASE," He wails. "Please! They're everywhere! please, please!"
Silence for a moment, then two.
Then the knocking resumes, the voice edged with raw hysteria now. "They're coming! I can see their eyes! Gods, open the door!"
You have an indeterminate amount of time to decide what to do.
