"Ahh! someone is finally here!"
The voice rolled through the corridor like it had been waiting for years to be used.
Hide stopped in his tracks. Hands raised and eyes wide.
The black mist curled around his legs in slow strands, thin to his eyes now but still thick enough to swallow the whole corridor for anyone else. Ahead of him, the ancient stone passage stretched into the distance between rows of grotesque statues with rusted weapons in their hands.
Behind him, Fuu made a strangled sound and almost tripped over his own feet trying not to move away from Hide.
"W-where?" Fuu asked, his voice thin and shaking. "Where is it?"
Hide did not answer immediately. His blue eyes narrowed as he looked left, then right, then up toward the vaulted dark above them.
He could see the corridor, the statues and the old cracks in the stone.
But he could not see the source of the voice.
'Should I stop and look for it? 'he thought.
A sensible person would.
