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 - Main Space

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Today was the day April was going to go out hunting. She pretty much had to, because she was starving, and appallingly enough, that packet of Hostess cupcakes she'd handwavily foraged before being turned now tasted like crap. So human food was off the table.

Humans as food, though, she was on board for. Eager for, even. She'd just be getting up any second now.