Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-34729918-20181226030624/@comment-34369352-20190109094207

Mean while, in another unknown universe

The endless corridor stretches on and on, no end in sight. The only things she can see is the overgrowth of vines, the locked drawers, the broken grandfather clock on the walls, the pictures hanging on the frames, and the two doors that belong to each end of the corridor respectively. The doors always lead to the exact same room, over, and over, and over, and over...

Of course, then there are the pictures on the wall. They all showed pictures of happiness, taunting her, as if telling her there are better places to be than here, but she cannot go there and is still trapped in this room, stuck forever.

How much time had passed? It felt like an eternity.

What even was her name again?

She still remembered how she got here though.

"𝔂ᗝυ ᗯⓔ𝕣є 匚𝐫έᵃ丅𝒆๔ 𝒇๏𝕣 𝓉Ħαｔ 𝓡σˡ𝐞𝐏Ⓛ𝕒𝓎. 𝔶όย𝐫 ρ𝓾𝕣ρⓄ𝐒𝔢 𝐖Ⓐⓢ 𝔣𝐎𝔯 𝔱𝐡卂т ⓡ𝓞Ｌє𝔭ｌａЎ. 𝔂ⓄⓊⓇ Ｅ᙭เⓈ丅Ⓔη𝓬έ ฬα𝐬 千Ⓞŕ 𝐓ʰ𝐀丅 ⓡᗝᒪ𝒆𝓹𝐋คｙ. Δηⓓ ｓ𝕚ᶰ℃є ώε Ã𝓻𝓔 𝔫σ ＬỖη𝕘𝑒𝐫 Ｉ𝔫 丅Ｈ𝐚𝓣 яᵒ𝓁𝐞ｐĻⓐʸ...

𝐘 𝑜 𝓤. ᗩ г έ. 𝓓 𝓘 ˢ ｃ α 𝓇 ᗪ € Ⓓ. "

She can never forget that voice. So horrible, yet so melodic at the same time.

But she's concerned about her sanity.

She's starting to see hallucination...

Back to our original world

The figure in the cave (the one I talked about) smiled and sighed.

They doubt anyone would care enough Rose to come and try to rescue her, anyways.

Poor girl.