<Snipped quote by Spiritblitz>
*Outside no longer contains a functioning city, but an apocalyptic dystopia full of burning sulphur; worn traps caked with dried blood are scattered throughout the landscape, but several appear to be non-functional, either full of bodies or eroded away from overuse*
*looks around at the traps and landscape, breathing heavily for a moment due to the anxiety of the change of scenery then takes a couple of deep breathes to calm myself before slowly moving forward, sticking close to walls*
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*takes my hand to my face and appears to be strained for a moment before a gas mask covers my face and I breathe more calmly*