Monster's Curse

Tame stepped forward, cautiously approaching the black steel silhouette. His hand wrapped around his knife;s sheath, wishing the knife had been there, even if it wouldn't have helped him. No attack came though as he approached and attempted to peak within.

The inside showed him nothing. It was a simple suit of heavy plate armor, devoid of arcane markings or talismans. His blood almost turned to ice, practically hearing the other suit move in closer, and closer as it raised its blade for the kill.

He turned around to nothing.

Wa-was the clink of metal just my nerves? Am I that used to traps that I’m starting to hallucinate them being in places like this? He swallowed hard and pinched the bridge if his nose. Alright, what do I trust more, my ears, or my eyes?

Eyes

Ears