Wellington Street

In which we take a stroll down a very strange stretch of road.


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Building 8 "Return to Darkness"

“I think I am the last one left alive here. Everyone else has either been converted or died. There are bodies of animals and humans wherever I go, and the strange thing is, they don't seem to rot. As if even bacteria are dead. But somehow I am still alive and I think I know why.

Things seem to disappear from this place. Notes and cassettes. Only simple things. They seem to get through when other things can't.

I think that's on purpose.

An intentional choice, an allowance made by the Dark. He wants those on the other side of the boundary to try and be prepared. Not warned. There is no warning that could possibly make it easier. But he is not cruel. So he keeps willing that these testaments slip through. That people outside the gray know that Erebus is going to find his way soon.

Just like he always does.

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