[A rock, heavy and sharp, strikes Zell's head while he coughs and gasps, accompanied by the sweet, cruel laughter of a child. When he looks up, no one is there, but the rock still is. It's left a gash in his forehead, which is going to bleed quite a bit but won't actually be anything more than an annoyance.
The rock is still very sharp. A thought in Zell's mind that feels so much like his own says that it would be good for killing someone here--like he'll have to. Like it's inevitable.
It's up to him, but the urge to take the rock with him is strong.]
Inner Hallways
The rock is still very sharp. A thought in Zell's mind that feels so much like his own says that it would be good for killing someone here--like he'll have to. Like it's inevitable.
It's up to him, but the urge to take the rock with him is strong.]