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day 4

Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Friday

A strong wind tore through the hallways. Inside the camps, it was only audible: no breeze flicked into the large chambers themselves. Outside them, though, torches would flicker on and off on their own whim, exposing the dungeon's residents to errant grues.

There was something to be celebrated, though: when the maze shifted overnight, its paths crossed and connected all three camps. Time for a reunion.

[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc as of yesterday, everyone in camp 1 is free to assume they know about the first key and the vault. ]

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"Oh, plenty." Stephanie waved a hand, mock-breezily. "If you count falling face-first into some absurd-yet-dire situation and barely escaping by the skin of my teeth, at least."

This was not entirely accurate, as she went looking for those situations more than she blundered into them.

"I hear that's going around," Kitty said, managing to get the chain securely around the letter opener. "I think we've all done that if we've left camp. Hey, can you do the clasp on this?"

Kind of hard to fasten it when you were holding it up against your own hand so nothing moved.

"I will never doubt the value of collective slapstick misfortune as a bonding activity ever again," Stephanie announced, reaching out to fasten the chain's clasp. "Granted, the embarrassment factor means it won't ever be my favorite, but --"

She put on an exaggerated, psycho-infomercial-cheerful smile, complete with accompanying voice. "Isn't it nice to know we're all in it together?"

"Actually, yeah," Kitty admitted, trying to loop a bent paperclip around the chain near her fingers. She'd so given herself the most annoying project. "I've done this on my own before and I'd be a crazy little ragemonster by now if I was on my own. And just think, in five years from now, we can all sit around and say 'Hey, remember that time that psycho stole us in our sleep?'"

Stephanie laughed. "Let's just hope we don't have to specify which time. Copycat villains are the worst."

Great, give them ideas, Steph.

"If it happens more than once, I'm going to be so mad."

She did not discount the possibility.

Stephanie nibbled on a soggy chunk of pretzel. "You have to admit, the whole multiverse deal increases the statistical probability. Maybe."

"And the guys who didn't learn the first time that they need a new thing," Kitty added.

"Right, them." Stephanie sighed melodramatically. "Because there's always a couple of those."

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