Pheres makes it as far as the end of the walkway before he staggers, and falls. The room is silent save for the rushing of the river and the sound of his ragged breathes, high and desperate in the empty air.
Your pityglands are working overtime now, and there's an unfamiliar crawling feeling deep in your gut as you listen to Pheres gasp, but breathing doesn't mean anything: even Castor does it, when he's not thinking. Habit is a hard thing to break, even after you're dead.
It's horrible to listen to, though!
Maybe instead of waiting for Castor, you'll just... go?
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Your pityglands are working overtime now, and there's an unfamiliar crawling feeling deep in your gut as you listen to Pheres gasp, but breathing doesn't mean anything: even Castor does it, when he's not thinking. Habit is a hard thing to break, even after you're dead.
It's horrible to listen to, though!
Maybe instead of waiting for Castor, you'll just... go?