Who: Anyone
When: Day 55, early morning
Where: The cleared halls and shrine room
What: Something's strange this morning...

[Maybe you couldn't sleep and are numbly pacing the halls. Maybe you're a morning person who's just up this obnoxiously early. Maybe you're a brave hunter who knows all the best kills are at night and are returning fresh from victory... or maybe you could just feel something strange down your spine...

Whatever your reason for being out is... you feel like you're not alone. The halls are just a little too dark, just a little painfully quiet... The hairs on the back of your neck stand up in warning, a shiver shuddering down your spine and for a moment, you feel something WATCHING you.]



[In the mean time, at the shrine room, something black and glistening trickles between the masonry, sliding down the wall... It's a long, still moment before the droplet's path seems to expand, the stones being covered by a deep, impenetrable darkness until only an open, ragged hole remains in the wall.]



((OOC: Gooooooooooooooooood morning Thusia! Let me say hello to you. Tell me where you are in your comments, if you would.))