-[ prismic △ sanctum ]-

[SHIVERS]

You take a quick glance at the buildings in the alleyway.
You don't see any windows, but you suppose that's not uncommon, considering this is a back alley.
Tracing your hand along one of the walls, they feel solid. 
Real enough, you suppose.

You round the corner and walk towards the noise, staying cautious.
Up ahead is a wall with a fork going right and left, which you quietly approach.
When you hear the noise growing louder, you determine that whatever is making it must be getting closer, and duck behind one of the dumpsters.
You carefully peek your head out.

As you watch, a small, floating machine of some kind enters your view from the right side of the fork up ahead.
It's bathed in a sphere of red light with itself at the center, the sphere extending out a few feet in diameter, just enough to reach the walls and pavement.
You only see it for a few seconds, its movement slow enough to watch as it exits your view at the left side of the fork.
As it leaves, the whirring grows quieter, but doesn't fully dissipate.

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CURRENT ROOM: ALLEYWAY