[ Faye's thankful when there's no further mention of the incident because she's certainly not going to bring it up. Having something direr to focus on helps too.
She trails close behind on James' heel and covers whatever area he doesn't, despite having slight trouble seeing. He must've been down here a while considering how well he's navigating. Her eyes will eventually adjust against the unreliable flickering of the lights. ]
No. And I haven't found anything useful either. [ Like, you know, a flashlight. ] Just all these boxes filled with junk.
[ Presuming that it's just that. Junk. And perhaps she's not too far off, having yet looked inside any of them. It could be anything -- documents, knick knacks, body parts. Who knows! But now that she's said something, her curiosity unfolds and she finds herself slipping into a room that's littered with them in a state of disarray.
She approaches a lone box and kicks it so that it topples over. Miscellaneous contents seem to fall out and scatter across the damp floor, and she stops to bend over and get a better look at one of the items.
It's a framed picture of a man and a woman. You can tell just how much they were brimming with happiness over the child that sat between them. A cute little family. A hint of a frown tugs at her lips. ]
Who are these people? [ They didn't look like anyone that was currently in Hell. ]
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She trails close behind on James' heel and covers whatever area he doesn't, despite having slight trouble seeing. He must've been down here a while considering how well he's navigating. Her eyes will eventually adjust against the unreliable flickering of the lights. ]
No. And I haven't found anything useful either. [ Like, you know, a flashlight. ] Just all these boxes filled with junk.
[ Presuming that it's just that. Junk. And perhaps she's not too far off, having yet looked inside any of them. It could be anything -- documents, knick knacks, body parts. Who knows! But now that she's said something, her curiosity unfolds and she finds herself slipping into a room that's littered with them in a state of disarray.
She approaches a lone box and kicks it so that it topples over. Miscellaneous contents seem to fall out and scatter across the damp floor, and she stops to bend over and get a better look at one of the items.
It's a framed picture of a man and a woman. You can tell just how much they were brimming with happiness over the child that sat between them. A cute little family. A hint of a frown tugs at her lips. ]
Who are these people? [ They didn't look like anyone that was currently in Hell. ]