The expansive cave was as large as a football field, or perhaps even larger, its immense space dwarfing the two within. The vaulted ceiling soared high above, disappearing into shadows that suggested it stretched for hundreds of feet.
Jagged formations jutted outward, creating natural alcoves and niches that possibly hid grotesque beasts unique to this cave. There was a red flood that pooled at ankle height, cold and sticky, it released a scent that was very familiar to the stellar genius duo.
More strikingly was the rhythmical splattering creating a musical quality, a haunting melody. It originated from the blood rain that fell from above. As these droplets of blood rain fell onto the red flood, this sound came to.
Glistening with peculiarities as it descended, as it splashed atop Anon's head, soaking his hair, his eyes suddenly brightened.
"Do you feel that?" Anon turned to Seth. The latter could perceive the pleasure that oozed from Anon's voice.
