Day 1,432

You knew you were being watched, that they'd been watching you ever since you set foot in the cathedral after midnight. They allowed people around from sunrise to sunset but at night it belonged to them and them alone which, for a soul as curious as you, was nothing short of temptation.

You really should have been suspicious right from the start. If they were so protective of the cathedral during the night then why would they leave the smaller door on north side unlocked and slightly open? It was practically begging you to enter and find out what they did during the night.

There's something about midnight that has a way of changing even the most familiar structure into a dark parody full of whispering corners and shambling creatures hiding in the ever-shifting shadows. The cathedral was no different in this regard.

It felt like you were being watched before you'd even entered, thousands of unseen eyes saw you walk in and waited for you to be far enough inside that you wouldn't hear them close and lock the door. Of course you were too distracted by the way the moonlight shone through the stained glass and how it gave every Biblical scene a different meaning somehow.

The deeper into the cathedral you went, the more you forgot about the countless eyes staring down at you, at least until you heard their footsteps scuttle across the cold marble floor. They sounded like they had far more legs than anything humanoid should have and yet you were more interested by the open entrance to the crypt.

Deep blue light shone through and you hesitated for a good few moments...until the scuttling footsteps sounded like they were running right at you and you made yet another spur-of-the-moment rash decisions and not only ran into the open crypt but also shut the gate behind you.

As you continued to sprint down the narrow spiral staircase, you didn't hear them lock the gate behind you, trapping you deeper still. By the time you thought to look back you were already several hallways into the crypt and yet you still carried on walking as though you'd chosen to come here all along and not been tricked in the slightest.

You knew the rough layout of the crypt,you knew where it was meant to end and how many rooms there were so why and how did you stumble across a new opening? Not just any opening either but a great stone archway leading out onto some kind of bridge.

It looked like something pulled right out of a video game, with torches lit at even intervals all along it and the seemingly fathomless depths below. You could faintly make out several more bridges above and below you,each one far more occupied than your own and all their eyes upon you.

Far more eyes than anything humanoid ought to be in possession of...