The Chase Is On

This is what Ebony worried would happen when they got about ten minutes into this place. The floor of the tunnel was far from clear. Even with the lighting, they had anyone of them could stumble on some piece of debris. It was a bloody death trap.

Of course, it was a death trap. The Wight most likely played that part up to catch anyone unwary enough to enter its domain. This is probably how some of the native population was caul. Something she didn’t like to think about, but it was an undeniable fact of history.

“I say that we now know how deep this place goes and how deep these things stay. We should head back now and regroup. Maybe come up with a better plan. This wasn’t part of the plan that I’m aware of.” Peter suggested. He wasn’t being a coward. Peter just said out loud what Ebony thought.

“We have time. These things will avoid leaving this place until nightfall. So, I say we go back, making enough noise to make them aware we’r