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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Camp Three - Fireplace

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At the back of the room stands a singular fireplace giving off some heat. On its mantle lies an array of little figurines, shifting day by day. Right now, a tiny horde of inanimate zombies were really creeping up the place. More.

Re: Camp Three - Fireplace

[justbeingbay]

Bay was mesmerized by the figurines, and not just because she felt like standing up would take more effort than she wanted to make just to get creeped out someplace else.

"Whoever's running this place has a zombie fetish," she opined.