Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26318250-20180724071346/@comment-30319843-20180726175249

I sliced the last of the wave of skeletons with my reliable pocket knife, breathing heavily on the edge of my lungs.

“What... was... that... all about?” I said.

I turned to face the group. Many of us had some sorts of injuries, but nevertheless, we were okay.

”No explanations?”

”Well,” Frown said, “It’s just weird.”

Hood sighed.

”So yeah, we still have to clean up the area,” Cuckoo said.

I nodded just as Prism called my name.

”Yes?”

He swallowed hard, probably in some sort of realisation. “That tribe was trapped under a so-called curse when they were imprisoned.”

”They? What do you mean by — oh no...”

Everybody else had their eyes widened and their jaws dropped.

I looked at one another, shortly before murmuring:

”They’re out.”