Round 473

The walls' sudden silence was more terrifying than any rhythm could ever be, the low hum growing stronger now, counting down seconds until whatever comes next arrives. Silra’s warning about corruption spreading jolts her back into reality, but the walls’ synchronized breathing grows louder and more insistent. She pulls Abby closer instinctively—hands roaming over exposed skin with desperate urgency as the bioluminescent fluid in their veins pulses in time with their entwined hearts. The air crackles with electricity between them, walls' synchronized breathing growing louder and more insistent. The hum vibrates through both their chests like a living thing counting down seconds until whatever comes next arrives.