Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Thursday

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On the third day (or the fourth, depending on where you were currently huddled), the Toymaker cracked his knuckles and got to work: hallways shifted again, and groups that had been able to interact were cut off again. Gravity grew heavier to make it harder to walk, to run, to find the energy to move around.

The maze shifted again, and those trapped inside would have to see what new surprises awaited them today. The Toymaker wasn't done playing with them, even as their numbers began to dwindle. No, not at all.


[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc ]

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Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

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Maddie sat up, frowning at him. "You okay?"

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

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Not particularly.

"Sure," Cade said. "Just feeling a little heavy today."

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

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Mad due was about to ask if that was a metaphor when she realized she knew what he meant. "Huh," she said. "Did something happen and I missed it?"

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

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"Probably," Cade said. "I don't know your life."

Waking up via annoying dead relatives brought out the best in him, clearly.

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

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"It's too early for attitude," Maddie said with a sigh and no idea what time it actually was.

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

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"It's never too early for attitude," Cade said, staring at the deeply fascinating ceiling.