The passage of time in this place is not easily tracked, not without a clock of some sort, anyway. The days may even begin to blend together, only occasionally interrupted by confrontations with the robot spiders or discussion with whoever is on the other end of that terminal.
It seems like things won't change any time soon. But something is off today, and some of you may notice it sooner than others.
The mind-numbing drone of the nearby builder going about its work has been with you from the very start. Located behind the terminal and far down below, it was the first sound you heard upon arriving here. It has been arranging walkways in increasingly complicated and baffling designs, extending them ever outwards into space. This much has not changed at all during your time here; the drone of the machinery moving and metal being slotted into place may even have become somewhat comforting background noise.
It is completely silent today.
The skittering of spider robots through the vents or patrolling the area is not heard either, and though the atmosphere remains as gloomy as ever, the lack of sound will undoubtedly be noticeable to some of you. Thankfully, you can still hear; it's simply that the machines have stopped their usual tasks, for whatever reason.
[Ashley's warning rings out but it's already too late.
Raven rushes toward Percy in an attempt to shield him from whatever's coming (18). Will it work? Who knows, but he's not going to leave a favor unreturned.]
Percy sees Raven move in front of him, and he should push him out of the way, he really should move.
The only thing he can do is shakily, stiffly, extend his hand and use his thumb and index finger to grab onto Raven's sleeve – and bow his head. (Is that a tear? No, it's not, you're imagining things.)
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Raven rushes toward Percy in an attempt to shield him from whatever's coming (18). Will it work? Who knows, but he's not going to leave a favor unreturned.]
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Percy sees Raven move in front of him, and he should push him out of the way, he really should move.
The only thing he can do is shakily, stiffly, extend his hand and use his thumb and index finger to grab onto Raven's sleeve – and bow his head. (Is that a tear? No, it's not, you're imagining things.)
Some things never change, and he's so sorry. ]