tile run - group 3

[soulping]

( circumstances have conspired to separate those who went into the maze, splitting them into three groups, with each group taking one fork in the road.

a wisp of light guides them forward, gleefully bobbing up and down, slowing down just enough so it doesn't lose those following it, then speeding off around the next corner as soon as they start to catch up. )

Comments

[ladychapels]

[ treasure.

okay.

she takes it back: now this place is dumber than ever. ]

You're saying the other's're already inside. You happen to have the numbers we need?

[nobilityobliges]

Ye -- s! Se -- ven! Se -- ven! Seve -- n! Thr -- ee sev -- ens!

List -- en! Yo -- u hav -- e to be -- care -- ful of -- the [She fizzles out, briefly.] -- it's ve -- ry dange -- rous!

[ladychapels]

Three sevens. [ hah. she should have fuckin' known. without addressing the part about "danger", ] Got it.

[nobilityobliges]

Be care -- ful!

Whate -- ver you d -- o, sta -- y toget -- her!

[She starts fading out. She's almost gone.]

[ladychapels]

[ slight nod; she turns to rejoin the group at the keypad. ] Same goes for you.