Stark was alone, and the chamber of the 'Shadow Monument' was currently falling apart.
He needed to find a way out before it was too late.
He took the items from Judicator's ash body, minimized all the panels (but made sure not to close them as he would read them later), then began running and jumping over collapsing debris, while also avoiding the ceiling that was falling on him.
He looked up as a major part of the ceiling was now gone, and he hoped that there could be a way to get out from there since he had technically entered the monument at the top of the mountain.
And yet…
It was pitch black, there was no crimson sky, no clouds, nothing.
Nothing… except for those three giant crimson moons with eyes on them, and they were all staring down at Stark, almost mocking him.
Seeing them blink was disgusting, and Stark couldn't help but shiver at the thought of these things being alive.
[Do not be disgusted by us, puny human!]
