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Night 45: Basement, South Hall
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The hallway beyond was dark, and not just ordinary darkness that one might expect when there was simply no light. This was unpleasant, oppressive darkness of the sort that only made Yue even more uneasy than he already had been just for the fact that they were in the basement of this bizarre place. He stepped forward cautiously, wondering at the faint whistling sound, but he couldn't hear anything else to indicate the presence of danger. Nor was there anything visible in the light cast from behind him.
There was only the strong, very strong feeling of wrongness and dangers unseen, and the guardian realized that he didn't want Sakura to be here. For that matter, he didn't want anyone to be here, but now that they were, was there anywhere to go but forward? He glanced back at the others, waiting for those with the lights to catch up, and frowned. "I don't like this," he observed, voice quiet.
The hallway beyond was dark, and not just ordinary darkness that one might expect when there was simply no light. This was unpleasant, oppressive darkness of the sort that only made Yue even more uneasy than he already had been just for the fact that they were in the basement of this bizarre place. He stepped forward cautiously, wondering at the faint whistling sound, but he couldn't hear anything else to indicate the presence of danger. Nor was there anything visible in the light cast from behind him.
There was only the strong, very strong feeling of wrongness and dangers unseen, and the guardian realized that he didn't want Sakura to be here. For that matter, he didn't want anyone to be here, but now that they were, was there anywhere to go but forward? He glanced back at the others, waiting for those with the lights to catch up, and frowned. "I don't like this," he observed, voice quiet.
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"But what do they mean by 'offer blood,'" she asked, trying to maintain her composure. If she showed that she was scared, there was no way that Yue and Touya would allow them to continue.
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He gave a sidelong glance toward Fai, wondering if the magician would catch his meaning, and quickly stepped forward. Before anyone could object or attempt to stop him, the guardian reached out and pressed a fingertip against one of the carved fangs on the snake's head. As they lacked any blade or weapon with which to draw blood he'd hoped it would be sharp enough, and found that it was. Rather surprisingly so, in fact; blood welled up almost as soon as he'd touched it.
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Before the others had a chance to argue, Yuuhi took the last few steps forward and slipped off his glove, then pressed his finger into the snake's sharpened fang, just as Yue had. It made a jagged cut across the tip and he left a smear of blood on the fang before childishly placing the wounded fingertip in his mouth. He expected the doors to open or something to appear, but when nothing did, he started to slip his glove back on, only to feel a dizzying loss in balance as everything around him went black.
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