Swudo

For once in this vast timeline, the halls of the dead were silent, corpses no longer moving, stirring, or otherwise screaming their hollow lungs out. The brass corridors stretched into infinity as bronze spiders dropped, dipped, dived and weaved their ways through the extruding bolts and spires, casting their glistening lines to catch whatever foul came that way. Footsteps echoed down that forgotten path. Respirator glinting in the faint blue light, his battered and broken duster shook and twisted as he ran, gun frame shaking, breathing heavily through the mouthpiece and crushing debris underfoot, a leviathan was tailing him, a fabled machin

The door to the restaurant came open with a clatter and smash, Dean and Kirstin were hurtling through it, a flurry of indistinguishable figures, Kirstin hit the ground in a heap, shuddering, while Dean hit off the door with his shoulder, gaining a stable stance, then rushing to the ground, trying to calm Kirstin. Rossa was getting off the chair in a near drunken shamble shuffling towards the mess, Holly was walking through the opposite doors with Mitchel and Joanne in tow, heading for the commotion. "What happened?!" shouted Holly, running towards Kirstin on the floor, joining her, catching Dean's eye with a concerned look; "Something...in th