10-18-2018, 12:42 AM
Rune's stomach growling broke the silence that fogged the air like humidity. A crispy, fruity scent wafted between the layers of stench curling her nose, mixed with the hunger, and Rune wanted to vomit on the combo. Tootie frutie and rotten eggs did not go well together, unless, surprisingly they were talking about jelly-beans because any combination of jelly-belly was somehow delicious. (Excluding the vomit one).
"Amy is way better than Amelia, if you ask me," Rune replied. She had her own long-name that she would curse and dance on Uncle Seth's grave (if she knew where it was) just to pay him back for it. Amy's oo'ing and aww'ing over Baby made her flash a proud grin. She held the thing carefully, though easily, as they progressed. Rune paused in place about then. The wind shifted and the smell grew worse.
She put a hand out to halt Amy, then a stern 'sush' quieted any additional protest. The flashlight beam swept left and right, but there was nothing but damp walls and glistening surfaces.
"Amy is way better than Amelia, if you ask me," Rune replied. She had her own long-name that she would curse and dance on Uncle Seth's grave (if she knew where it was) just to pay him back for it. Amy's oo'ing and aww'ing over Baby made her flash a proud grin. She held the thing carefully, though easily, as they progressed. Rune paused in place about then. The wind shifted and the smell grew worse.
She put a hand out to halt Amy, then a stern 'sush' quieted any additional protest. The flashlight beam swept left and right, but there was nothing but damp walls and glistening surfaces.