There's a sound off in the distance, of water going over a ledge and pooling somewhere. Sadly that's also where the tunnel (Tunnel? when did that happen) is headed]
[The first thing one can see is a small set of lamplight eyes, coming from god knows where on the rat, however it's just the start of a wave, set after set "opening", tiny specks of light slightly illuminating the tunnel and beyond. The drop was very close, in fact less than a yard or two away, and what little can be seen of it isn't pretty. The combined mess of the leaky pipes and all of the rest of the campus empties put into what is effectively a monstrous circular pit in the ground. The smell of bleach and sulfur would be overpowering normally, but it's much better than what it'd smell like normally. humanoid forms, just as barely lit, float in the water, many of them, but only a few people. It's like seeing a dumping ground for clones... albeit after some of them have been mauled slightly. Just as strangely, each person only shows the same type of wound, from stabs to burns, and so on. Shaun's form shows up the most among them.
Beyond that pit there's a thin walkway, leading to another large drainage pipe, thankfully free of activity. There's two ways to get out, but it's up to you on the right path to take. Go forward, or keep going back, the rats seems to be waiting for that to be decided.]
[Another good bite on the hand is their way of saying "lol no".
They rather quickly dredge him over the edge and down into the pit. The good news is that the liquid only is slightly painful instead of a agonizing burn, the bad news is that now there's rats and trying to swim through human remains to get any chance of reaching one of the side pipes]
[The rats nip at Malik in his attempt to get away, but once he's in the pipe, he's safe for some reason.
The pipe goes down a long way, just high enough to that nobody has to crawl. Every hundred feet or so there's a round grate on either the top or one of the sides, welded firmly closed, but at least showing the light outside. They're the only real illumination.]
[At first they appear to look out on nice places, like panoramas of Rome, England, even Jerusalem, apparently quite high up, despite it being the basement of a college]
[Something seems to distort, just slightly, out of the corner of one's eye as he walks away. With that a slow ache seems to start, the tips of the fingers feeling like they spent too much time in that mess of acid and god knows what. Problem is, it's the hand that isn't really attached anymore.]
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There's a sound off in the distance, of water going over a ledge and pooling somewhere. Sadly that's also where the tunnel (Tunnel? when did that happen) is headed]
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Beyond that pit there's a thin walkway, leading to another large drainage pipe, thankfully free of activity. There's two ways to get out, but it's up to you on the right path to take. Go forward, or keep going back, the rats seems to be waiting for that to be decided.]
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moving away from the rats I GUESS I NEED TO GO FORWARD INSTEAD OF BACK ]
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They rather quickly dredge him over the edge and down into the pit. The good news is that the liquid only is slightly painful instead of a agonizing burn, the bad news is that now there's rats and trying to swim through human remains to get any chance of reaching one of the side pipes]
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The pipe goes down a long way, just high enough to that nobody has to crawl. Every hundred feet or so there's a round grate on either the top or one of the sides, welded firmly closed, but at least showing the light outside. They're the only real illumination.]
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It only gets worse, crawling up the arm as time goes on, like some sort of insect under the skin]
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