The moment that voice stopped speaking, there was a deep low hum that I think came from the ritual circle.
And then it fell silent again.
"Uhh..." One of the voices quivered, the unease beginning to settle in all of them as nothing happened when something clearly should have happened.
As the silence dragged on, I could hear the murmurs of those that where here becoming more and more dreadful.
And then, it happened.
*Twang*
The glowing red ropes from the ritual formation began to snap.
*Twang* *Twang*
More of them snapped apart and soon nearly all of them had broken apart.
*Twang!*
The last one broke with a loud resounding reverberation throughout whatever room we were in.
This ultimately led to my body being free to move, but because of this thick and heavy grey fog, I was still tired and by proxy, still unable to move.
