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Mulberry activates the runes on the floor of Antoine’s flat by touching the spear tip to them and willing them to work.
Almost instantly her head is flooded with images of the entire apartment building. Each and every nook and cranny, every item on the store shelves, the smell of the moldy, neglected wood structure, the sight of every sunbeam streaming through the windows, the taste of her leftover food from the empty cans in the storage, the rubbery, slippery feeling of the monster chained to the wall below. All of it streams into her head at once. The mare’s head feels like it’s splitting in two, and she stumbles backwards with a gasp, dropping the spear.
She then claps her hooves over her mouth and looks to the windows of Antoine’s apartment. She waits, staying as silent as possible. The only noise now being the spear rolling away and clacking against a nearby sofa.
Luckily, if the monsters outside heard her cry they made no indication of doing so.
Mulberry picks up the spear, sits on the couch, and tries to remember what she saw.
Doing so starts to make her head hurt again. The mare can barely recall any of it other than the general floor plan of the whole building without inducing pain. Curiously, in the back of her mind she remembers a floor above this one, connected somehow to the kitchen of flat next to Antoine’s through the broken down bathroom wall. What’s in their or where the passage is specifically however, she doesn’t know.
Almost instantly her head is flooded with images of the entire apartment building. Each and every nook and cranny, every item on the store shelves, the smell of the moldy, neglected wood structure, the sight of every sunbeam streaming through the windows, the taste of her leftover food from the empty cans in the storage, the rubbery, slippery feeling of the monster chained to the wall below. All of it streams into her head at once. The mare’s head feels like it’s splitting in two, and she stumbles backwards with a gasp, dropping the spear.
She then claps her hooves over her mouth and looks to the windows of Antoine’s apartment. She waits, staying as silent as possible. The only noise now being the spear rolling away and clacking against a nearby sofa.
Luckily, if the monsters outside heard her cry they made no indication of doing so.
Mulberry picks up the spear, sits on the couch, and tries to remember what she saw.
Doing so starts to make her head hurt again. The mare can barely recall any of it other than the general floor plan of the whole building without inducing pain. Curiously, in the back of her mind she remembers a floor above this one, connected somehow to the kitchen of flat next to Antoine’s through the broken down bathroom wall. What’s in their or where the passage is specifically however, she doesn’t know.
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