My, that was interesting. I've never been trapped in a stairwell before. I wonder if the castle had a burp? People seem to enjoy referring to it with human characteristics, so why not.
But, kāi mén jiàn shān... Does this happen often? The castle randomly locking people in certain areas, I mean. I'm always willing to try new things, but that could have been very serious... What if it had been weeks before we got out?
I suppose the weak could always result to cannibalism.
[Written in Chinese as a mild filter.]
I've got the beginnings of a migraine, Ranmao. I think that I may need another shot of morphine... Though already, I can feel my body settling into the niche of this newer poison. I wonder how long it will be before the castle decides to take it away from me, too? We'll get through that mountain pass when we come to it, I suppose.
I miss my pipe. It was custom made for me... Well, actually, for the leader of the Shanghai Mafia, but that would be me now anyway.
I fear the next symptom, and at the same time, it excites me.
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