Seth's here! Seth hasn't been here in a long time. Exactly how much time, and where he should be currently, he's not sure. He doesn't even really remember the last time he was in Manhattan, or whether that was even the last place he was. He only recognises the familiar feeling of the dream.
And the feeling really is all he has to go on, cos it is dark. He fumbles forward blindly, stepping carefully, until his hands touch solid rock. Concrete, it feels like. The room sounds small and smells musty, and gives Seth a very bad feeling very quickly.
"There's a door over here, Seth."
He whips around, momentarily startled, but he quickly realises who that voice belongs to. "Sephronia?" Well, having the margay to accompany him makes this a little less worrying. He feels his way over to her and reaches down to give her a quick greeting pet.
Without speaking further - as they're both thinking more or less the same thing, and neither feel the need to discuss the situation - they set off together, down an empty corridor.
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And the feeling really is all he has to go on, cos it is dark. He fumbles forward blindly, stepping carefully, until his hands touch solid rock. Concrete, it feels like. The room sounds small and smells musty, and gives Seth a very bad feeling very quickly.
"There's a door over here, Seth."
He whips around, momentarily startled, but he quickly realises who that voice belongs to. "Sephronia?" Well, having the margay to accompany him makes this a little less worrying. He feels his way over to her and reaches down to give her a quick greeting pet.
Without speaking further - as they're both thinking more or less the same thing, and neither feel the need to discuss the situation - they set off together, down an empty corridor.