The Intolerable Clock: A Non-Canon Hexarchate RPG

She almost steps over the scuffed-up footprints, but thinks better of it at the last moment. Instead, she stays a few steps back and peers down the corridor. The rest of the corridor looks relatively normal -- but to be fair, Deyna hadn't been paying much attention to the individual corridors in the time she's spent here. She reaches forward, poking a finger past where Remi's footprints stop.