- @chainjaw
But what else is a sound... other than a pulse traversing the air?
"-Don't run." A smooth voice whispers from somewhere around him, "There's no need to hide..." stomp,
stomp
stomp
stomp-
silence.
"-for I am already inside."
Web’s body snaps around, eyes searching for the owner of the voice he had heard but he sees nothing. He had heard the stomps especially and now he takes a few slightly shaky steps, his chest heaving. To be honest, he had no clue why he was afraid, yet he was. Something was out, hunting, and it seemed he was the prey and he didn’t like that news one bit.
He was in a long dark hallway on his way back to Paradise from his room, trying to make it back quickly as to let JOY know he was back safe and sound, but now it seemed as if that was not going to go his way.
His multitude of metallic legs take a couple of good steps back and his eyes stay planted ahead, staring into the deep darkness that was way too thick to even see through. Normally he’d have no trouble at all seeing in this hallway but for some reason something was making it much darker. He hated it.
Web glares, trying to hide his clear sudden fear and goes into a defensive fighting stance, metal claws up and ready as his upper half lowers a fraction to better get him into the position to strike if need be. Whatever it was, he was definitely going to fight it off, he just hoped he was actually strong enough to do so, because this was the first time he had ever thought differently.