by The Kingpin » Wed Apr 27, 2011 1:17 am
the air was stale here, and warm, making breathing somewhat difficult. though the darkness cloaked it, the size of the rooms behind many of the doors was considerable, and several of the doors on the left side of the corridor, the side on the inside of the facility, were open, meaning that there was a lot of space, and not enough ventilation to satisfy it, the pitch black rooms making it difficult to realise just how large the rooms were. paint peeled off the ceiling and walls in sheets, in some cases only held in place by the vines and overgrowth that plagued the ageing building. a metallic clink could be heard repeating itself rhythmically, though the source seemed obscure because of the acoustic nature of the deceivingly spacious room. halfway down the corridor, framed by a large streaking bloodstain against the wall, sat another human skeleton, slumped on the floor and against the wall, rotting clothing seeming to have been disguised in camouflage at one point before the rotting corpse's bodily fluids destroyed it. it's head lay forward against it's chest, a hand still held tightly around a circular object on it's waist, it's ribcage slashed diagonally, some of the lower ribs having actually been broken, claw-marks streaking along it's neck. a centipede crawled out of the corpse's mouth, snaking it's way down it's chest and onto the floor, heading into one of the dark rooms connected to the corridor...
a series of hisses came from the Spinosaurs closest to the river, irritated by the Deinosuchus' racket. Thrasher was nowhere to be seen however, having disappeared from his location earlier, most likely to get a meal, though none of the Spinosaurs could really tell where he had gone...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG