[Maybe it's what? ...No, there's no time to focus on that, nor this incredibly strange sense of dejavu, this is fast becoming a headache. But they need to keep going, or else they'll certainly die. It's not like the storm is going to stop once they leave--
But how does she know this?
Either way, they'll make it down to the kitchens easily, and just like clockwork, there's no one there. It's as if everyone's been plucked from their spots once again, and it's...
Blanche is shaking again, but she knows they need to move. Blanche leads the way instead, retracing an almost certain path as the building shakes again and any way back is blocked.]
...Alaric. What do you think that this may be?
[It's a calm question with no sense of judgement. For as much as Blanche can try to be calm in this situation, anyway.]
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But how does she know this?
Either way, they'll make it down to the kitchens easily, and just like clockwork, there's no one there. It's as if everyone's been plucked from their spots once again, and it's...
Blanche is shaking again, but she knows they need to move. Blanche leads the way instead, retracing an almost certain path as the building shakes again and any way back is blocked.]
...Alaric. What do you think that this may be?
[It's a calm question with no sense of judgement. For as much as Blanche can try to be calm in this situation, anyway.]