TorZon The EverShifting
(I'd eat the containers too, but I suspect corpse-eating goes faster.)
((That would be correct. Denser materials take more time for TorZon to absorb. Completely consuming all the large, metal refrigerators would easily take up most, if not the entire day.))
Once departed from the aetheric fog, TorZon remains in its gaseous form while it lies in wait for the unsuspecting woman to open the cold chamber. As soon as the moment arrives, TorZon wastes no time. Caught completely by surprise, the Chosen One enters the creature and halts her breathing before she can even so much as gasp from shock. In her panic, she slips and crashes down onto the hard floor...
Fate appears to be working in TorZon's favor, until miraculously, with fear-fueled determination she struggles back up to her feet, and clumsily stumbles out of the morgue before collapsing in the hall just outside its door. Fortunately for the Chosen One, it doesn't look like anyone's around to notice her. Though that's guaranteed to change if she's left here for too long.
The Moderator(s)
"025 is your room number. For convenience, it is also what we use when referring to the individuals held inside the room, unless instructed otherwise. I'm afraid I am not authorized to disclose the details of any captives currently residing in other rooms..."
Other-Moderator"Not sure. We weren't involved in planning the route. I know that in the past...certain countries from that particular landmass have shown hostility toward our presence, so my best guess would be that the mission organizers didn't want to take any chances with you on board."
Hisir Namedene
((More like early afternoon by now.))
Hisir walks over to the western side of the prison, and climbs to the top of the tree situated closest to the tall fence, yet it seems that its branches are too flimsy to help him make his way over into the prison.
Instead, with one mighty leap, the Chosen One soars from the tree and clears the barbwire strung across the top of the fence, his armor and weapons clanking loudly as he lands safely on the prison lawn.
Shade sits and watches his master from outside the fence, waiting obediently until he is needed.
Estimated time passed: 20 minutes.
18:10 remain.