(Anubis)
I stop killing for a moment, horrified and delighted by the blood on my hands. I hear a song. I run down the hall, and it splits. I run down the one on the right. It splits, and I turn right. I run, on and on, trying to find that song. But I need to know where to go.
I start marking the floors with the blood on my hands, and I am running in a loop. I can't tell where I am...Lost......
"Ow... You must be angry then. Would you care for a song?". Archemiday said as he picked his lute back up. He started strumming a soothing song very slowly. "Can you hear me? Are you lonely?". Archemiday asked. He ignored his wounds, not bothering to heal them. He wanted to see if you could calm this spirit.
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