mary had a little lamb
its heart was black as coal
As blades found flesh and the scent of blood darkened the air, the creature above grinned. As the door opened revealing garish white-blue light, the monster skittered higher up the Spire. Should they look, they'd catch the sight of long limbs, plentiful in number and grotesquely long.
As they enter into the Spire, rather than the stairs that twist their way up, there is only flattened stone. Almost like a large smooth slide that twists down the internal shaft of the Spire where the stairs ought to be, wherever they are now, it is not the Spire they have all been in before. The door closes behind them, the grooves disappearing entirely with a grinding sort of crunch.
There is no way out. Only up.
There is a platform about 50 feet up. Being forced to climb the entire way would be nearly impossible, not without significant assistance.
24 hours, or until all of you have posted.
As they enter into the Spire, rather than the stairs that twist their way up, there is only flattened stone. Almost like a large smooth slide that twists down the internal shaft of the Spire where the stairs ought to be, wherever they are now, it is not the Spire they have all been in before. The door closes behind them, the grooves disappearing entirely with a grinding sort of crunch.
There is no way out. Only up.
There is a platform about 50 feet up. Being forced to climb the entire way would be nearly impossible, not without significant assistance.
24 hours, or until all of you have posted.
it crept into her room one night
and ate her fucking soul
LONGNiGht
