[Another unfortunate circumstance of not knowing. She sighs, twirling her parasol as they walk past various markers, some with names etched onto wood or stone, some blank and barely visible.]
I wonder if the exit is what we should be looking for. [Dahlia taps her fingers on the handle.] I feel drawn here... like I'm supposed to be finding something.
[Though what she couldn't say, the feeling was there. Something far more supernatural than what she expected from a place like this.]
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[Another unfortunate circumstance of not knowing. She sighs, twirling her parasol as they walk past various markers, some with names etched onto wood or stone, some blank and barely visible.]
I wonder if the exit is what we should be looking for. [Dahlia taps her fingers on the handle.] I feel drawn here... like I'm supposed to be finding something.
[Though what she couldn't say, the feeling was there. Something far more supernatural than what she expected from a place like this.]
Do you? Feel pulled, that is.