Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Sunday Morning

[not_a_whiner]

The dungeon had shifted again overnight.

This time it was different, however: no new corridors were formed, no new rooms were opened. One camp's corridor led into another's led into another's, and from there, a path straight forward towards the vault. It would not be hard now for the Fandomites trapped inside to meet and congregate.

Was the Toymaker making it easy on them? Possible. But not very probable.

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

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Camp Three - Main Space

[not_a_whiner]

The central chamber is dimly lit but light enough to keep out the grues. There is a torch grafted to the wall every few feet, its flames flickering but never going out. A single water fountain rests between two torches. When activated, it releases a thin stream of water. In one corner, there are bags on the floor, big enough to be worn by an adult-sized human.

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[firstnameagent.livejournal.com]

Things seemed to be different today. And so Coulson grabbed some of the water bottles he had retrieved from All & Sundries that first day and started filling them up at the water fountain so that people would have something to drink on their way to whatever (possibly final? but that was just speculation) craziness was coming up.

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[new-it-girl.livejournal.com]

After yesterday's encounter with ghost Alison, Hanna wasn't sure how much more of these head games she could take. Since it seemed like something was different about today, she hoped finally she'd get her wish and they could all go home soon.