Monster's Curse

Tame crossed the large foyer, the chill of the night forcing him to wrap his cloak tighter around himself. His hooves crushed a few flowers as he made his way to the desolate entrance, but for the most part things were silent where he had been greeted. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised with how I was greeted.

The following corridor did surprise him though. Mostly in the fact that each twist and turn only opened to more corridors and more locked doors. Soon enough he found himself grinding his teeth while attempting to will the annoying darkness away. The deathly silence of the darkness was all that responded to keep him company with the pain in his chest.

Crackle.

He tilted his head at the sound and groaned as his feet throbbed. He knew better than to run though, but that didn’t stop a scowl from crossing his face. This sort of thing had long become almost second nature to resisting though, a simple hazard of the job. Now if only I had an idea as to how close I am to my prey.

A few more short corridors brought him to the source of the sound. A glowing torch illuminated a single doorway. The door though hung loosely from it and there were large burn marks streaked across it along with large holes clawed out. His throat almost closed as he realized the corridor didn’t end there and he would have a long way to run if he was trapped.

His back bumped into something as he backed away from the doorway though. A rusty metal handle had jabbed into his back and further inspection showed what could only be some waste disposal system, or at least that was his best guess. Maybe a laundry shoot with how large it is.

His thoughts stopped as a roar could be heard coming from the broken doorway. His hand reached back to his trusty knife, only to find it gone. A scowl crossed his face and he considered his options.

Turn the torch for a secret passage

Run down into the darkness of the corridor ahead

Jump into the shoot.

Go hunting for a monster. (under construction)