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 Three - Main Space

[lockestheway]

Oh god. Had an elephant sat down on him? Was that was this place was doing now? Just throwing heavy invisible objects at them?

Peter groaned and curled up under his bag. Ugh.