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Chute Shaper
Long oddly angled limbs and crooked curled claws wait patiently within the darkness. The hairless stretched ape body coiled spring like awaiting the moment to pounce. Deep sunken sullen eyes stare out into the pitch black. As footsteps bounce off the cobbles overhead the lurker prepares. A snap above and the chute opens up.
Hands scramble madly for purchase trying to grip or grab anything or one. Slipping and falling forward, shoes skidding and skipping on sleet stone. Tumbling downwards at blinding speed a wail of terror rips from lungs as the last torchlight glimpses the Chute Shaper.
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