[Howsoever slow and careful, there's the occasional muttered curse as C'rizz finds upturned rocks with his shins-- but no pitsfalls swallow them, nothing leaps on them in the dark. There's a flow of -- well, not fresh air, but the air of a larger room, with some circulation, the passageway audibly widening as the echoes of their steps get fainter and further away.
C'rizz stops them, shrinking back a wall and tugging the rest with him.]
Esther? I hear motion. Lots. Can you-- very, very quietly light your lighter?
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[Howsoever slow and careful, there's the occasional muttered curse as C'rizz finds upturned rocks with his shins-- but no pitsfalls swallow them, nothing leaps on them in the dark. There's a flow of -- well, not fresh air, but the air of a larger room, with some circulation, the passageway audibly widening as the echoes of their steps get fainter and further away.
C'rizz stops them, shrinking back a wall and tugging the rest with him.]
Esther? I hear motion. Lots. Can you-- very, very quietly light your lighter?