Nightshift 43: Basement, East Hall
[From here.]
Despite having prepared himself for what was to come, Sync could only blink when something clicked from behind him the moment the doors closed. He turned around, frowning slightly when the obstacles refused to budge before shaking his head.
It looked like they had no other choice but to move forward.
"Sorry, I should've wedged something there to keep it open," He murmured, but before he could urge the other two to go the sight before him caught him off guard.
Sync hadn't noticed it at first, having been preoccupied with getting the other two in, but it wasn't long before he spotted the brutal scenes that lined the walls of the hall. The God-General was no stranger to war and death, and so he eyed the tapestries with a fascinated expression.
Despite having prepared himself for what was to come, Sync could only blink when something clicked from behind him the moment the doors closed. He turned around, frowning slightly when the obstacles refused to budge before shaking his head.
It looked like they had no other choice but to move forward.
"Sorry, I should've wedged something there to keep it open," He murmured, but before he could urge the other two to go the sight before him caught him off guard.
Sync hadn't noticed it at first, having been preoccupied with getting the other two in, but it wasn't long before he spotted the brutal scenes that lined the walls of the hall. The God-General was no stranger to war and death, and so he eyed the tapestries with a fascinated expression.