04-19-2018, 10:35 AM
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cairos was still shaken from his joining. he hadn't eaten since and the little sleep he had gotten, well, to say the least it seemed his dreams were intent on tormenting him as much as life itself. he wondered if perhaps the gods found amusement in his eternal suffering, if they had a little radio set up where once a day they'd tune in while they sat around the table feasting on their lavish meals in their gown of silk. he wondered if they'd chat about their thoughts on his situation, place bets on what might happen next, like a sickening sport of some kind. if there was one thing in this universe that cairos was sure of, it was that if he were ever given the chance, he would stick it to those lousy bastards no questions asked.unfortunately, though, he was stuck going down on an upward escalator. it was after his pitiful attempt at sleep that he'd decided to try and figure out this place and where everything was. that was until the weird cry that had echoed around him. the white jaguar found himself approaching the source, but he remained quiet, a sense of gloom seeming to hang around him.
// rushed at the end sorry
// rushed at the end sorry