Something about all this--it was ringing familiar. Not as if it was something Gabriel had experienced, or witnessed someone else experience, but as if it was something he'd heard. The darkness. The shambling, decomposing figure.
"I--yes, of course." Gabe's voice was rattled but distracted by the realisation as he took the torch, immediately and inexplicably feeling safer once he had the weight of the light in his hands. It wasn't like it would do much against this kind of enemy. Still, when he aimed it at the floor it meant they could properly see the molasses under their feel. Gabe was starting to feel weighed down by it.
Not comforting.
The crunch of breaking bone made him flinch and he refused to look back, struggling on through the dust. "I think I've head of this monster before," he said, his voice a little steadier. "But it was in the sun-room. Be careful of its hair--and don't let it get too close. The man I spoke to was still hallucinating two days later."
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"I--yes, of course." Gabe's voice was rattled but distracted by the realisation as he took the torch, immediately and inexplicably feeling safer once he had the weight of the light in his hands. It wasn't like it would do much against this kind of enemy. Still, when he aimed it at the floor it meant they could properly see the molasses under their feel. Gabe was starting to feel weighed down by it.
Not comforting.
The crunch of breaking bone made him flinch and he refused to look back, struggling on through the dust. "I think I've head of this monster before," he said, his voice a little steadier. "But it was in the sun-room. Be careful of its hair--and don't let it get too close. The man I spoke to was still hallucinating two days later."