>>5230424>>5230439>>5230445>>5230610You call out to the little girl, your voice echoing upon itself in the dark recesses of the cavern, a booming symphony that goes on for way too long before eventually petering out. After a couple minutes of waiting for any sign of the girl, it becomes readily apparent that if she DID hear you, she's likely too far away for you to makje contact with.
Sighing, you trudge a bit through the green cavern. The ground underneath your feet is sticky, like someone covered the entire floor in spiderwebs. Sometimes, when you rest you hand against a wall, it shudders briefly, as though heaving with effort.
After a while of walking, you start to hear...sounds. They're hard to describe, like the grinding of mnachinery and stone, yet with an oddly organic beat to them. Like someone is ripping and tearing at flesh, but with cold, detached precision.
The path starts to split ahead of you in two directions. One that you can tell ius going farther towards the strange organic rhythm and the other yet deeper into the green caverns.
>Keep going towards the strange sounds.>Go the other way, deeper into the complex.>Search for a different path.>Turn back and go the way you came.>Write-in. 