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 One - Fireplace...?

[not_a_whiner]

The fire was out. The mantle of the fireplace had been destroyed. In fact, there was precious little left. The only significant proof it had ever even been there was the continuing existence of its key.

Re: Camp One - Fireplace...?

[throughaphase]

Kitty was pretty sure she couldn't be put through the emotional wringer any more than she already had in this place, and she really didn't want to see anyone try and test that. She was just about ready to crab out and start complaining about it being cold when she came over and saw why it was cold.

"...Huh."