[ Her tone says don't, so he doesn't. For her, he will keep the words lodged in his throat and they will follow him home. He can feel his sanity slipping away, but he starts to wonder... Reality? Dream? The woman in front of her—what he feels. His descent. The cup raised a little higher rattles again, furiously.
Home. Here. Her. Her name slips out of his mouth. ]
Jiuqing...
[ And the cup shatters in his hand, pieces cascading onto the flood with sharp clinks. Quickly, he takes the colorful knife and the night the Prism craves for begins. He lunges at her and if she were to escape, he hunts her down. Of course she isn't defenseless. She has her knife and gumball and maybe she took it with her as they escape the game room... The chase feels like it goes on forever, never-ending fear as Chang Geng's eyes glow a bright red.
With every swing, his blade seeks to sink into her body. Tonight, it is her or him.
Roll for surviving or dying. If surviving, what will she do with his body? ]
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Home. Here. Her. Her name slips out of his mouth. ]
Jiuqing...
[ And the cup shatters in his hand, pieces cascading onto the flood with sharp clinks. Quickly, he takes the colorful knife and the night the Prism craves for begins. He lunges at her and if she were to escape, he hunts her down. Of course she isn't defenseless. She has her knife and gumball and maybe she took it with her as they escape the game room... The chase feels like it goes on forever, never-ending fear as Chang Geng's eyes glow a bright red.
With every swing, his blade seeks to sink into her body. Tonight, it is her or him.
Roll for surviving or dying. If surviving, what will she do with his body? ]