Erinyes Game
Shaking your head, you don’t touch the oddly placed fruit in the corner and continue to look around the room. There isn’t anything else of note in the room, and you leave to find a better hiding place.
Hades grumbles something about looking gift horses in the mouth, which you ignore.
Heading further down the hall, you find a room that looks like a large supply closet, filled with junk and cleaning supplies. You hadn’t ever seen anyone use these supplies, but you guessed that the corpses had to be cleaned up somehow. You slip inside and shut the door, trying to not knock anything over. Slowly moving step by careful step, you make your way through the room.
“Hestia.” Hades’s voice makes you jump, and you almost knock over a broom. “This is not a good place to hide. If the Fury finds you here, they will corner you and you won’t have any escape. Please, for your own good, go back.”
There is definitely something odd about his tone.
Out of the corner of your eye, you notice something sparkling. You have to duck around a precarious stack of boxes and step over some old rags, but you reach it and pick it up. It’s a shard of metal, specifically one from a broken metal choker.
“What is this doing here?” You inspect it curiously. On the floor in front of you is the unmistakable shine of more metal pieces, almost making a trail towards the back wall.
“Hestia, please—”
“Be quiet,” you growl, listening carefully. Someone outside this room is walking down the hallway. The Fury must have arrived, gods only know what they did to Aphrodite.
You realize that you don’t have time to investigate this room anymore. You have to hide somewhere, or the Fury will find you.
Hades grumbles something about looking gift horses in the mouth, which you ignore.
Heading further down the hall, you find a room that looks like a large supply closet, filled with junk and cleaning supplies. You hadn’t ever seen anyone use these supplies, but you guessed that the corpses had to be cleaned up somehow. You slip inside and shut the door, trying to not knock anything over. Slowly moving step by careful step, you make your way through the room.
“Hestia.” Hades’s voice makes you jump, and you almost knock over a broom. “This is not a good place to hide. If the Fury finds you here, they will corner you and you won’t have any escape. Please, for your own good, go back.”
There is definitely something odd about his tone.
Out of the corner of your eye, you notice something sparkling. You have to duck around a precarious stack of boxes and step over some old rags, but you reach it and pick it up. It’s a shard of metal, specifically one from a broken metal choker.
“What is this doing here?” You inspect it curiously. On the floor in front of you is the unmistakable shine of more metal pieces, almost making a trail towards the back wall.
“Hestia, please—”
“Be quiet,” you growl, listening carefully. Someone outside this room is walking down the hallway. The Fury must have arrived, gods only know what they did to Aphrodite.
You realize that you don’t have time to investigate this room anymore. You have to hide somewhere, or the Fury will find you.