022: The One About Prey 2017

Predator. Prey. Stars. Smoke.A drum beat. Pounding. Quarter notes, then eighths. Urgency and danger.And then she blinked. The Dame—that's who she was now—couldn't shake the hollow gaze and incessant beat of the Emptys' drums. Even miles away, pushing the accelerator to the max, she could still hear them...getting louder, somehow? Predator. Prey. Stars. Smoke. Predator. Prey. Stars. Smoke.What did it mean to this her? And what did it have to do with the Emptys?Visit the website | Join the discord | Follow us on TwitchSocial LinksEric is MrTheHumanGianni is GianniDiCrostaNate is HeroicHeadgearPhil is Phil Bothun