nascensibility: it's not like we don't have flashlights (the thunder makes her contemplate)
𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛 𝑂'πΆπ‘œπ‘›π‘›π‘’π‘™π‘™ ([personal profile] nascensibility) wrote in [community profile] entranceway 2013-10-06 07:58 pm (UTC)

Stay wher- kzzztt -u are. I think I know how to find you.

[Having spent a great deal of her life studying and cataloguing tombs, a series of mining tunnels isn't all that daunting: particularly when they've already got all these handy area maps on the walls. The 'long way around' is the one she happened to take as well to avoid cracking ice and frigid waters that would undoubtedly kill her in less than a minute.

Shying away from a large crack in the wall from which skittering, chattering nosies are emanating, Evie moves around another set of industrial lights and wonders (not for the first time today) how power is still being funneled down here.

Only when she reaches the hallway Cecil described does she hazard calling out.
]

Mister Baldwin?

[On the radio, as well:]

Are yo- ksshthere?

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