[ It's eerie, to say the least. Ashton was busy trying to back up toward the source of light, keeping it behind him so that he could try and squint at the darkness and make out any details he could.
What he did know, though, was that he was mostly alone. He heard no other heartbeats; felt no other presences--
--That's when he bumped into the structure, and spun around, hands balled into fists by reflex. ] AhH!
... what's going on here? [ When did he get here? Why can't he remember? ]