There's the clattering sound of chains, more as though they're dropping to the ground.
Finally, the oppressing pressure at your throat is gone.
You can breathe again.
You're freed from whatever that nightmare was.
You vow to never go back to it.
But there is a metal collar and chains laying before you, the silver metal glittering in an unseen light, sending fragments of light into an otherwise empty space.
Do you take them with you? (Each individual running must make a choice.)
The idea of carrying that weight with you is horrifying. You won't go back to it, you'll completely forget it even happened. You don't need it. Not now. Not ever. You continue to the next room, stepping over the metal and leaving it behind.
((ooc note: Beato can now just yeet that whole collar and chain experience from her mind! But y'know. Remember the rest of the heart.))
Remember...?
Finally, the oppressing pressure at your throat is gone.
You can breathe again.
You're freed from whatever that nightmare was.
You vow to never go back to it.
But there is a metal collar and chains laying before you, the silver metal glittering in an unseen light, sending fragments of light into an otherwise empty space.
Do you take them with you? (Each individual running must make a choice.)
Re: Remember...?
...
she's leaving them behind]
Re: Remember...?
((ooc note: Beato can now just yeet that whole collar and chain experience from her mind! But y'know. Remember the rest of the heart.))