A Different Kind of System Log

[Neraxis...] Evangeline's wary voice rang out, as the quiet of the dimly lit room made both of them feel uneasy.

It's alright... I think, he replied, before glancing around a couple of times.

Immediately, he spotted a single table, chair, bed, and finally, the way out—which seemed to be right above him, like a trap door.

There was also food scattered across the ground, mostly moldy bread, along with a bit of watered-down soup that hadn't even been touched.

From these things alone, he could gather: I'm in a prison? Or even worse... I don't think they treat prisoners this shitty.

However, since he wasn't exactly comfortable being in this room, Neraxis summoned Evangeline before jumping to the wall and blasting off right at the trap door.

Slashing downward, he cut through it like butter, since it was merely made out of wood—which, over time, seemed to have been waterlogged, making it extremely easy to cut through.