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Ill Echoes

TW MENTIONS AND DESCRIPTIONS OF DRUGS, DEATH, ASSULT AND MURDER

Narrator landed surprisingly soft as she landed at the bottom of the trap. Magna didn't catch his fall as well as she did, but at least he had followed her down.

Narrator looked up, the pit reseals with a dark cover of magic, preventing anyone or anything back, meaning there was no retreat.

Narrator took a breath, clearing her always cluttered mind before she looked around at the bright yet ominous hallways.

The place looked exactly like the backrooms, the kind you would see in photos and found footage videos.

This level, however, was darker than the backrooms she had seen above the trap.

She hoped to herself that whatever she had to face down here was something she could overpower or out-think, which had been working so far, but who knows what she may face down here.

From the information she had gathered thus far, it seemed Prane had sent his "Collection" of statics to hunt down OCs at the house.
Usually the Collection was made up from criminals on their special list or unique types of statics, but they always shared one thing in common, they were normally always stronger than other statics.
Whether it was hearing, mutations, smarts, or something entirely different, something about them was unique to them alone.

Silver and Charlotte were a good example of these statics, saying neither of them should exist, though they both escaped the fate of being in his 'little' collection. How? Heck if she knew.

Magna got up and brushed himself off before taking off his 'Ganxer' mask and looking around. She could sense he felt as uneasy as she did.

If the trap was set off, that meant there was a static down here, just watching the two from afar. However she hoped that wasn't the case.

It probably wasn't the best idea to just stand around for too long in one spot.

"So.... Did you have a plan, or did you just make us jump down here for fun...?" Narrator said, looking at Magna over her shoulder.

Magna side-eyed Narrator, "Torry, you need to trust me, I know what we're doing." He gritted his teeth, obviously not in the mood for Narrators sass.

Narrator rolled her eyes before gesturing her hands forward.

"Lead the way then."

Magna furrowed his eyebrows before crossing his arms and taking the lead, guiding them two of them deeper into the twists of the backrooms.

Narrator stuck her hands in her pockets, thoughts on her mind as they continued to walk.

Magna spoke softly as they progressed, "These halls have statics roaming them, so make sure you keep your guard up..."

Wasn't this obvious?? Is he seriously saying this out loud? Yikes...

"Woaaow, you're so smart..." Narrator replied, not making any eye contact with Magna.

Besides, he didn't seem to care about statics infecting her earlier. Giving her those pills to "try out something he had been working on" only for it to be turn your friend into a static stew, even when he said it would be completely harmless.

Manga groaned and his head.

"Sorry... My mistake miss writer. I forget you know everything and don't need a gentle reminder every now and again.."

Narrator didn't reply. It wasn't worth her breath to fight with him.

They both continued on.

She kept her guard up. It felt strange they hadn't encountered anything yet. She thought at this point, something would have jumped out at them.