Drakador_Chaos (ShadowZero)
It been a week after the drone had sent towards the tendril to no avail, a week of silence, whatever Jinaris had tried to test,the response had been none.
Until the Seventh day.
Exactly a week after the last whisper the galactoc plain trembled once more on the scanners, quickly followed, by another whisper...
However, this time, the whisper didn´t simply stop.
The voices continued, whilst the tendril which hadn´t moved since its arrival, suddenly shuddered. The tip twitched and shook and then swung around in a wide arc like a whip, what then followed was a screeching and scratching sound, as the tendril scraped against what seemed to be the fabric of reality itself, reality in turn tore open, like skin and flesh of an animal.
Once the rift had reached a size of several hundred kilometres in length, the tendril stopped as sudden as it began, moving back into it´s original position and silence ensued...
The result of this horrific display, looked like a massive wound in reality, it´s borders serrated as if cut by a dull blade, a portal straight to literal hell, red mist which was slowly seeping out of the gate blocked the view inside, yet looking at unnatural passageway was unsettling beyond any reason...
