Throwin' Shade!
The hidden passage was… disconcerting, to say the least. The walls were smooth, gray, and slightly wet. Not with water, but something more… viscous. The were six feet apart from each other, the ceiling curved and as seamless as the walls. They stretched out some forty feet before breaking into an intersection, though they were still only halfway to it. They’d stopped when they heard the first scream tear through the air. It sounded like steel being wrenched apart, twisted and sharp. Whether it was a man or woman, they couldn’t say, but they sounded as if they were being tortured. No words broke through in their pained cries, just anguished, wordless shrieks that set all of them on an even further edge than they’d been when they entered. Their feet scaped the floor as they walked, Needle
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