[It is quiet, Masaomi, so very, very quiet. Even the breeze has died down and there is an unnatural hush to the air. And though the stars are out and shining coldly, it is dark and getting darker.
And the shadows reach out.
Now look up. The sound of concrete crumbling should alert you. Look, Masaomi, on the walls, skittering up like spiders. Dark, indistinct forms. And movement inside the blasted out shell of the top floor. Light, strobbing, eerie... almost misty. Crashing.
Searching. They are searching.
Where is it? Where is he?
Suddenly all noise stops. The forms on the walls scatter and disappear.
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And the shadows reach out.
Now look up. The sound of concrete crumbling should alert you. Look, Masaomi, on the walls, skittering up like spiders. Dark, indistinct forms. And movement inside the blasted out shell of the top floor. Light, strobbing, eerie... almost misty. Crashing.
Searching. They are searching.
Where is it? Where is he?
Suddenly all noise stops. The forms on the walls scatter and disappear.
Silence reigns once more.
It is dark.
It is black.
And all around. Glowing brightly. There are eyes.
And metallic footsteps sound in the night.
Everywhere.]