C-BAD-037
Barista: Victoria Ward
Date: Jan-30-2020
Receipt: C-BAD-037
Subject: Omens
The Barrow knew.
The moment we stepped back inside, it knew. The air was thick—charged. Heavy with something ancient, pressing down, pressing in. The walls, once still, felt hungry. The shadows deeper. The torches flickering, not just with light—but with need. It wasn’t just stone and dust anymore. It was a thing alive, watching us. It pulsed with a soul that I could feel—and for once? I don’t think I was the only one.
And at the heart of it all—grinning, waiting—was ██████. The shackled corpse, forced to linger—trapped between worlds as punishment. ██████ ██ █ █████ ██ ████ ███ ███████ ███ ████ ███ ██████████ ██████ ███ █████—the key to unlock it, sealed away into a golden tooth.
Eoin was less than pleaved. Not that I blamed him. No one wants to be told the only way forward is lodged inside their own damn skull. But he didn’t hesitate. Just sighed, swore twice under his breath, and popped the tooth free.
██████’s grin split wider—too wide—until it was nothing but a canyon of teeth, his laughter spilling out like rot.
And then, the moment the tooth clicked into place—
He whispered—soft, grateful—Thank you.
And then his chest burst.
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And us? We stand at the threshold—staring into the dark.
There’s no turning back now.
Step forward. Or be left behind.
Hello world, here's a song that we're singin'
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