Darkness Falls on Somarium....
It's dark enough to be the pit of night.
It is the morning of February 27th, but you get the distinct feeling that something is different. You wake up in a bed, surely, but it doesn't look like your bed. It doesn't smell like your bed. And when you sit up and take a look around the room, you can certainly verify that it isn't your room. Over your bed hangs a portrait of a regal, pale old woman. It's creepy. It looks like her eyes are watching you wherever you go.
Out the window the skies are purple and the ground is a deep blue. In the distance is a castle, dark and ominous. The highest tower pulses with an eerie yellow light nightly.
Trying the window yields no give. The thing's locked tight, and no manner of force will shatter that pane. The door to your room, however, is unlocked, and the building proper resembles a warehouse. A little bit of wandering will bring you across the rest of the Somarium inhabitants.
But no one can remember how they got there. Everyone has the same story.
And at night, you swear you can hear the shrieking of monsters in the distance, scrabbling ever closer.
It is the morning of February 27th, but you get the distinct feeling that something is different. You wake up in a bed, surely, but it doesn't look like your bed. It doesn't smell like your bed. And when you sit up and take a look around the room, you can certainly verify that it isn't your room. Over your bed hangs a portrait of a regal, pale old woman. It's creepy. It looks like her eyes are watching you wherever you go.
Out the window the skies are purple and the ground is a deep blue. In the distance is a castle, dark and ominous. The highest tower pulses with an eerie yellow light nightly.
Trying the window yields no give. The thing's locked tight, and no manner of force will shatter that pane. The door to your room, however, is unlocked, and the building proper resembles a warehouse. A little bit of wandering will bring you across the rest of the Somarium inhabitants.
But no one can remember how they got there. Everyone has the same story.
And at night, you swear you can hear the shrieking of monsters in the distance, scrabbling ever closer.