Talk:Forest/Republic City Cemetery/Catacombs/Torture Chamber/@comment-5158777-20160415132038/@comment-5158777-20160416014926

A sound not found in nature screamed throughout the underground. Gurin seemed to have found his voice again. He wished he didn't. He'd rather die at this point, there was no way he could walk on the surface ever again. Teats streaked his face, mixing with the acid that seeped into his bloodied wounds.