Jakob was completely unaware what was happening around him.
The adrenaline had been the only thing keeping him from fainting under the huge amounts of pain and fatigue. Without it, he felt as if he was dieing. Or atleast, he wished so.
He was unsure in what state he was. He was aware that he lived, but that was all. It was if he was balancing on the edge between faintness and awareness. It was... a strange feeling, almost euphoric. It resembled to what he felt when he first drank his first beer.
Suddenly, the ground around him shaked briefly from something what seemed to be a large impact.
Rocc had had it with this place. He should have known this would happen. How could he be so dumb to trust trolls and witches! He was going back to his grove.
As he neared the door, he noticed it was half-opened. Yet another indication that that good-for-nothing troll had fleed.
Rocc kicked the door. The corridor filled with light as it swung open, but it still was as sinister as it used to be.
The first thing he noticed were the dust clouds that hovered above the ground. The second thing was the sound of a humanoid cursing. The third thing was a pool of greenish blood in front of him.
What had happened here? And WHY THE HELL did he had to be in this?
The sounds came from his right. The humanoid launched another wave of unincomprehensible swearing at whatever he was swearing to. Rocc ignored the sounds as he cautiously neared the pool of blood.
As it's terribly stench filled his nose, he was certain.
This was troll blood.
Rocc took a few steps backwards and turned around.
It was as if the house had been sacked. It's roof had collapsed partially, and it was a miracle that the rest hadn't yet.
As Torphin neared the hole, he speeded up his step to combat the increased pulling of the Power Beam he left behind him. He could nearly touch the hole. Nearly...
Torphin clawed at the hole, excited by the prospect of freedom.
"FREEDOM!"
Torphin glanced down. For the last time, he cursed the Power Beam, then lifted himself out of the hole.
He was greeted by a wave of artificial light. A myraid of screens, bulbs and metal encased apparatus similair to those in the room beneath him covered the walls around him. They produced a surreal melody of very faint beeps.
Interested, Torphin took a few steps towards one of the walls to examine these strange things closer.
It took him a few minutes to realise he was still standing in mid-air. It occured to him how strange this was, and he stepped on the floor.
As he looked down, he noticed how the floor beneath him was made out of some sort of metal ( which looked like steel, but for some reason did not completely resemble it ) and out of strands of the very same black stone as the edges of the hole.
Torphin bended down and rubbed his finger over one of the strands. For some reason, this stone did not act as a magnet to him. Strange.
Torphin ignored the floor for now and got back up. One of the many apparatus before him began to glow. Without thinking, Torphin touched it's metal case.
The entire room darkened as the bulbs around him systematically went out.
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Topic: The RP Forum game; Terror of the Succubus. (Read 18552 times)