They're in some Illinois James-esque dungeon, full of assorted traps and dangers. They've already escaped the obligatory giant rolling rock, successfully navigated the spike maze...
They're walking through a narrow hallway, narrow enough that they have to go single file, when Shuji sees a glint of silver out of one of the walls on May's side.]
May-
[He doesn't, can't hesitate. He shoves her forward, and gets skewered by a bright and gleaming spear in her place.
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They're in some Illinois James-esque dungeon, full of assorted traps and dangers. They've already escaped the obligatory giant rolling rock, successfully navigated the spike maze...
They're walking through a narrow hallway, narrow enough that they have to go single file, when Shuji sees a glint of silver out of one of the walls on May's side.]
May-
[He doesn't, can't hesitate. He shoves her forward, and gets skewered by a bright and gleaming spear in her place.
Despite it going straight through him, he isn't dead yet. His skin is rapidly becoming covered with letters in black ink, but he's still alive.
He doesn't dare try to move.]
Are you okay...?