Someone walked in the dark. Their footsteps echoed in the dark. They were barefoot. The cloth they wore was light, indicating they were not prepared for their current course of action. Their breathing was labored. Their walk was almost like that of a zombie. A constant dripping sound could be heard in between their walking.
Achlysa recalled collapsing. She was not sure what she was doing. When she regained consciousness, her body was already moving in its own. Her will was not enough to stop her body so, she went with the flow. Judging from the turns she took, she was venturing into unknown territory. The part of the castle that had just been revealed.
She could hear the dripping sound but she could not look at it. From the way her legs felt, she could tell that one was twisted. Achlys
