"Ugh...do I really have to cross this thing?"
Ashton blanched slightly as he looked at the sight in front of him.
There's a black, gooey, and inky sludge flowing down a deep ravine. The wet smacks it makes causes shiver to run down one's spine. If you look at it for too long, you'd start seeing agonized and tortured faces being swept and submerged in that pitch-black goo.
How this thing's called a 'river' makes no sense to him. Where have you ever seen a river that has tentacles protruding out of the depths? Is there another Cthulu-shit slumbering down there? What's going on?
The worst part is that these tentacles are everywhere in the river. It's like someone methodically placed these things down there to make sure there would be no escaping them.
The tentacles writhe in a soul-shivering way. It's also covered in razor-sharp teeth and...are those eyes!?
