Post by Gwyneth Ferris on Jan 23, 2017 4:17:24 GMT
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there were reports that upset wild pokemon had made a nest within this stretch of the cave, and people couldn't get past to do work. a request to the gladiators was sent, and so ferris found herself hiking down the cave, flashlight in hand. it was musty - a scarf tied to her face provided some relief, but not enough to appease her.
ferris was convinced she heard more within - was it the echo of someone else, or the crunch of animal footsteps? was something really nested within, or was it just her imagination? it was hard to tell and only time would tell no lies. she pressed onwards, navigating the rocky landscape to an opening on the cave.
there were reports that upset wild pokemon had made a nest within this stretch of the cave, and people couldn't get past to do work. a request to the gladiators was sent, and so ferris found herself hiking down the cave, flashlight in hand. it was musty - a scarf tied to her face provided some relief, but not enough to appease her. ferris was convinced she heard more within - was it the echo of someone else, or the crunch of animal footsteps? was something really nested within, or was it just her imagination? it was hard to tell and only time would tell no lies. she pressed onwards, navigating the rocky landscape to an opening on the cave.
