From the foyer, you travelled through the darkened Chapel, cold and unnerving. You took the stairs at the rear of the chapel, which led up to the tower, and climbed up and on into the dark.

The stairs wind on for eternity. Each step becomes harder, and darker as you climb upward. After laboring in the unknown darkness for what feels like hours, despair settles in. How much further can you go? The darkness of that pit below seems almost enticing, as you trudge on, hoping for something to happen. In that engulfing darkness as last your hope seems to be answered. For moving so long in darkness, your eyes adapt, finding some direction. Up. You must go up, and as you do, your senses sharpen.

As you climb, your arms feel stronger, even as your legs feel drained and useless. Your eyesight seems to dull, but you don’t need it, your ears flare up, and with your mouth you can locate each step in the darkness. Eventually, you realize, you don’t need to climb after all. You know you need to fly, with a great heave of your changing arms you lift off the stone at last.

The stone falls away from you, and you enter the night, changed forever. Alighting on top floor of the Bell tower, the changes have completed. As you stretch your wings, you have become the GIANT BAT

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I did a small poll to decide what I would do for my Halloween piece, on patreon. As voted by my Patreon backers, I entered the mansion and ended up a Bat!

Happy Halloween!

SEPTEMBER Experimental Sketch: AGE
Last Month’s reward for the $25/Month tier
Theme: +Cursed Mansion+
Photoshop
2016
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