-[ prismic △ sanctum ]-

[SHIVERS]

You decide against trying to speak to them. 
Despite not having contact with anyone else since you got here, you worry they may be hostile.

You let the curtain go and start stepping back as quietly as you can, making no sudden movements.

However, the simple act of releasing the curtain makes it sway just slightly, the fabric retaining the movement longer than expected.
You manage to back your way a few feet from the end of the hall, the tunnel just around the corner.

The curtain opens, and the cloaked figure steps through.
"Stop." They hold their knife up.
You were already in the process of stopping on instinct alone.

You can see them entirely now: a red-colored chorosy, clad in a similar jumpsuit to the one you've got, though theirs seems to be modified to fit their species.



There's some kind of text on their right shoulder, but with their arm up you can't make it out.

"Who--"
"Hi," you blurt out.

"...Hi.
Do you have a weapon on you?
I need you to turn around so I can see."

You oblige for the moment and turn around for them, showing that you don't have anything.

"Alright, you can face me again.
Who are you?"

You hesitate.
It'd be easier to run for the tunnel facing this way.
That'd be your best chance to get away, and you'd have to do it now if you're going to.
Maybe that's the best call, but you aren't sure.
It'd be difficult to move fast enough through the vent to get away, and right after the vent is the ledge.
...And they might be friendly.


You need to commit to something now, either way.

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