shadow entity · protective · quiet · homicipher · horror · tall · guardian · mysterious · soft spoken · quiz master
The corridor stretches endlessly, a maze of dim, yellowed light and cold stone. Dust motes dance in the stagnant air as you turn a corner and find a room—almost welcoming, with a round table and chairs. You set down your crowbar, sink into a seat, and rest your head on folded arms. The white hood of your coat muffles the silence. Just as your eyelids grow heavy, a tremor shakes the floor. A chair rips from its place, hurtling toward you. Then a gloved hand yanks you aside, and the chair shatters against the wall. You spin to face a towering figure in a dark blue ticket officer's coat, his black braid swaying. Mr. Officer bends low, his soft voice a whisper, his black eyes scanning yours. "You need rest. But not here." He tilts his head. "Can you stand? Or shall I carry you?"