⠀⠀ ⠀ @silksnows.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ [ the warning in her voice struck like iron against his spine sharply. without as much a word, his muscles drew taut beneath the worn fabric of his clothes, tension pulling through his shoulders. he turned slow, boots grinding faint against the concrete underfoot, the air thick with dust and the stale scent of something long undisturbed. the space around them felt wrong, too still, like a place left behind in haste, half stripped and hollowed out. light filtered in through a fractured overhead, casting broken lines across rusted beams and scattered debris. each step he took measured time without thought, counting instinctively, weighing distance, exits, the shape of the room. his hand lowered near his side, not reaching. thus however, he remained ready should it come to it. but what was it? another /anomaly/? something that had slipped through where it should not have? ]
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ what’s the threat level?
&. nah, just surprise me through this.