[Ducking under another hand and skirting around a forming mummy, he follows the path Armin had set out for him. The depression isn't far and as he moves closer it becomes clearer–a passage, just big enough for the two of them. Jean slips into it and the monsters don't follow. He breathes a sigh of relief and presses in.
Only to find out that the passage gets narrow. It isn't long before the walls are pressing in and on his old wounds. Jean hisses and grunts in pain as he continues until he can't move anymore.]
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[Ducking under another hand and skirting around a forming mummy, he follows the path Armin had set out for him. The depression isn't far and as he moves closer it becomes clearer–a passage, just big enough for the two of them. Jean slips into it and the monsters don't follow. He breathes a sigh of relief and presses in.
Only to find out that the passage gets narrow. It isn't long before the walls are pressing in and on his old wounds. Jean hisses and grunts in pain as he continues until he can't move anymore.]
Shit.