"What the fuck is this?" Adam muttered as he trudged through chest high goo.
"It is disgusting." Set replied matter of factly, as he enjoyed flying next to him well above the goo.
Sighing, Adam muttered "No shit." before he continued walking.
Outside of his prison, the world of the Gentle Dark was beyond foul. Ignoring the chest high goo, there was also a ridiculously pungent odor attacking his nose. It smelled like a million corpses rotting at once.
'How long has she been feeding?' Adam wondered before another sickening thought entered his mind.
What was this goo? Was it... those she killed? Were their bodies turned into a mushy goo and cast aside to be forgotten forever?
Was he literally walking through an entire civilizations corpse?
Swallowing heavily, Adam shook his head. Thinking about that stuff would only turn a bad situation worse. Right now, he had to find some way out of here. Then he would find the others, and lead those who survived the trial to safety.
