"Shit!" You leap away by instinct, but because of the angle the thing's coming at you from, this puts you farther away from the door. "What the fuck is this thing?"
Nova doesn't move. "
Shpala. A Sleeper." She raises her head, and her eyes go completely black. Like oil, but without any sort of sheen to them. They're tiny black holes of infinite darkness and rage. Nova stand up.
"
Otoĭdite ot nego." The beast pauses and then continues to try to press through the wall. It starts to succeed with a weird squelch.
It's skin is coal black. Nova pulls something out from her sleeve. "
Otoĭdite ot nego." She says more forcefully.
It's fully free now, towering seven feet of black obsidian. A malevolent yet sad blue glow shines from the place it's eyes should be. It wears only a string covered in teeth, like a bandolier.
"
Vasha oshibka ." Nova leaps forwards, slashing with the knife. The thing catches her hand without looking away from you and tosses her to the side. She scrambles up, hair flying, and stabs it in the back. It groans softly and reaches back to grab the knife, but it's gone, flying upwards to slash at the Sleepers throat. It ignores the threat, opting instead to take another step towards you.
You're up against the side of the wall now. You have nowhere to go when the thing lashes one tentacle-like hand at your throat. There's a bolt of fire and you see your throat flying away. You have just enough time to notice the irony before you die.
It hurts.
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It is dark.