[ It's a long fall. Well longer than it should be. It gets to the point where it feels like one loses their sense of place in time within the darkness before the ground is suddenly just there, as if it had always been.
Toraguma clicks another notch on the flashlight in his jacket pocket, upping the intensity, so it can cut through the black a little more. It was difficult to pinpoint where they were... the whole place just stank of rot. Bloody looking mold and mildew clung to the walls, the entire place seemingly decaying from within. It certainly smelled like it. Ugh... ]
Sergeant. Any idea where the hell we are?
[ Something sounded like deep, scraping metal in the distance, like empty water drums falling over... but it was hard to tell if that was active noise, or just the destitute state of the building... ]
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Toraguma clicks another notch on the flashlight in his jacket pocket, upping the intensity, so it can cut through the black a little more. It was difficult to pinpoint where they were... the whole place just stank of rot. Bloody looking mold and mildew clung to the walls, the entire place seemingly decaying from within. It certainly smelled like it. Ugh... ]
Sergeant. Any idea where the hell we are?
[ Something sounded like deep, scraping metal in the distance, like empty water drums falling over... but it was hard to tell if that was active noise, or just the destitute state of the building... ]