It Lies Underground (Closed)


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(Okay. Also, please don't immediately respond to something that may draw you towards Tamera.)

 

Light flowed in from four tall standing torches, small bits of glass hanging from the tied bundle of wood. Each resembled a lantern one might find in an antiques store. In the darkness was a bundle of ripped grass and wood in a final corner, suggesting what has happened to the fourth lantern. The dessicated corpse of a hound was lying on the wood floor illuminated by the caramel color light. The creature was recently deceased, its shaggy fur still warm from nonexistent body heat. Its ribcage was ripped neatly in two perfect halves, the flesh and sinews of bone folded away like a book and its mouth was lopsided, several spikes of white ripped out of the creature's orifice. Strangely, there wasn't any indication on how it might've died. There was a lack of stab wounds, weapons, or even an irregular jagged line of cut flesh. The creature was dissected quite cleanly.

 

A young woman, her dress splattered with a small amount of red, was sitting where light met darkness, doodling away in a notebook. She looked up over the top of the leather sketchbook, staring at the creature.

 

"Just another nicked vein there, and.." She whispered to herself, erasing a drawing in the making on her book.

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