The Black Order ( base / faction thread, Open )

[Marcus Wright]

Jan was lost, there was no doubt about that. His creeping through the dark halls had made him shiver more than usual and even that was saying a lot.

His instincts and morals pointed him toward his own curiosity lead him toward the stairs. It had made him even more cautious but he had to do it, he saw with his own eyes a iron door of some sort, with barred windows. Some sort of dungeon or jail cell or some sort.

But something unnerved the normally calm, obedient soldier. Loud screaming was coming from behind the door he stood in front of, carefully reaching for the doors handle to see what the hell was the screaming was. He was stopped by two men in the same uniform he saw.

Jan snapped into his military training and eyed the men. The soldier frowned and said “I got very lost and this place is huge.” But there’s another matter on hand. “My name isn’t important, what’s important is what’s really going on here… Why is there screaming? Isn’t this place supposed to be innocent?”