A dull sense of dread hangs over CT heavier and heavier the closer they get to their target, but for now she dismisses it as a simple consequence of being stuck in this place at all. It's meant to make you feel terrible. Now that the lingering effects of their performance have mostly faded, she's just picking up the ambient atmosphere, that's all.
(She doesn't really believe it, even as she thinks it.)
Down the hall, another turning, another door. The bustling sound of endless patrons and those serving them, trapped in their roles just as much as anyone on stage. CT presses her back to the wall and peers around the corner into the lobby, looking for the door to the auditorium.
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A dull sense of dread hangs over CT heavier and heavier the closer they get to their target, but for now she dismisses it as a simple consequence of being stuck in this place at all. It's meant to make you feel terrible. Now that the lingering effects of their performance have mostly faded, she's just picking up the ambient atmosphere, that's all.
(She doesn't really believe it, even as she thinks it.)
Down the hall, another turning, another door. The bustling sound of endless patrons and those serving them, trapped in their roles just as much as anyone on stage. CT presses her back to the wall and peers around the corner into the lobby, looking for the door to the auditorium.
"Well. You were right about attendants."