Board Thread:Fun And Games/@comment-36266167-20190620221318/@comment-36266167-20190624172506

Christian Higdon wrote: Boris kept swimming, trying to find the book.

As Boris delves further into the depth's, ths surrounding light grows dimmer and dimmer, like a cup with the most small of holes. Drip... Drip... Drip...

Soon, the light is gone, in it's place a potent darkness... Yet Boris's body is still visible, as in, something is reflecting off of his atoms (or whatever the hell he's made of), and is creating the "image" of hjs being.

A whale like bellow reverberates throughout the depths.