[ They're a mess, the two of them. They spill out onto the ledge panting and gasping, Flynn still clinging with bloody fingers to Yuri's sleeve like that's going to keep him from tumbling back into the sand. The ledge is tiny, narrow, sand-choked, and there's nothing but more sand below as far as Flynn can see. He peers over the edge, clinging to brick under the sand. ]
Where is it coming from?
[ And, more importantly, what do they do now? The only option Flynn can see is to jump down, and he has no idea how far down this thing goes. ]
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Where is it coming from?
[ And, more importantly, what do they do now? The only option Flynn can see is to jump down, and he has no idea how far down this thing goes. ]