Thursday. The one remaining eye on your dilapidated Watching Wall stares weakly down at you, imploring. The wall itself shudders perilously as a cold wind blows in from the east.
The wolves will be strong today.
You clamber gingerly to the top of the wall and start rechalking the protective net.
@swervestray Is that in the cult building?
@swervestray Yeah any seeing wall in our building will have at minimum 65% of eyes functuonally watching you at any time