Lion Head Mesa i'll fake god today

this was where she wanted to be.

except now that she was here, in the dark cool stone halls, she felt uncertain. this place was indeed lonely, but it stirred some deep primal unease. worried about what may be within the halls.

what if it was not just them?

how did you find the catacombs? hushed, lacking her usual pointed tone for once. instead she felt only a confusing mixture of intrigue and concern.