I never thought I ever had to come back to this place again.
Once was more than enough, twice you're just being mean, three times… now it's a pattern, now it's tradition, and one way or another in the near future, fate's fickle nature is going to have me rerouting back here for more times to come, I just know it.
You heard it here first.
Walking through long, narrow corridors filled with rubble and dead bones of rodents was not a fun experience the first time, much less so every other time - it was like reliving a nightmare, a single night of terror that still somewhat haunts me to this day, and even more so for her…
Amanda guided us floor by floor, looking more and more like a poor unfortunate victim in a found-footage film, panning her camera slowly from room to room.
Apologies for not posting yesterday. I was really unhappy with how this chapter turned upon a reread, especially in regards to Mc and Amanda's dynamic and so I decided to just completely delete everything and start over again.
Please forgive my incompetence. Be nice to me. :(