The only hiding spot was the office closet, surprisingly well-maintained. They wasted no time taking cover. Moments later, someone entered the office.
A flesh golem, decaying parts spilling from an open wound in its belly. The creature was grotesque, its putrid smell filling the room. William nearly vomited but managed to restrain himself. The golem was powerful, level 30—far beyond anything William had encountered. Fighting it seemed like a terrible idea.
The golem lumbered around the office before returning to the hallway and entering other rooms, seemingly searching for them.
This was their chance. William and Marcel slipped out of the closet and made for the exit. They hastened their steps, no longer concerned about making noise. The passage was too narrow for the golem; if they reached it, they would be safe.
The golem noticed them and gave chase! The sight of the massive flesh golem pursuing them was terrifying.
