VINCENT
It's a den…a den of deimos.
The view itself is enough to make me tremble, so much that I feel the barrier beneath me waver in response.
Calm down, I say to myself. Calm down or you'll end up as deimos chow.
But this is….
What can I say? How do I explain the view in front of me? It's not something that any human, maybe even being, sees everyday. And I'm definitely not is such a mood to be seeing it. In fact, I'd have lived a perfectly happy life not seeing it at all.
Deimos of all shapes and sizes are here, many of which I have never even seen before. There must be hundreds, no, thousands of deimos swarming this megaladon cavern. They clamor to stand over each other, all making ear-piercing noises.
