So sorry for the lateness! There's been a ton going on. Don't worry, this entry's good, and there will be another this Sunday to get us back up to pace. 

The group finally came upon a staircase leading up, but there was a sort of mass in front of it. All bare muscle and pumping veins, the slab of tissue gazed upon the demon killers with a single green eye. Stitching ran throughout the organic structure in various spots, holding pieces of it together like a jigsaw puzzle. “Oh my God…”, Carla gasped. “Yep.”, Howard noted, tapping the wall with a fist. “This thing’s alive, and it’s made of people who once were… or maybe still are.” Charlie stepped forward and nodded. “It… it’s got a single consciousness, held to the ti...

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