Night 55: Room of Water

[mustbethesuit]

[From here.]Any relief at escaping the Chamber of Wet Farts was short lived, as Peter was bodily blasted with a barrage of frigid air the moment he cracked open the door. He shuddered violently. Nothing about this boded well

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[unheroed]

Following the wall had actually worked out this time, though that might have had something to do with the fact that they hadn't been attacked by tiny skittering gnome things with glowing eyes. He wondered for a moment how S.T. was doing with that wound on his leg, but he got the feeling that the other half of their group was having a much easier time than they were, so his pity didn't extend too far

[its_the_mileage]

The cold was like hitting a solid wall, a much bigger punch than going into the refrigerator. With his leather jacket and hat, Indy was better equipped for it than the other two, but even he found the cold almost crippling. He quickly stowed his flashlight and brush axe and tucked his hands in his pants pockets. Even so, with the three of them already damp from the last room, covering exposed skin was just a stopgap for frostbite. They'd need to move fast through here

[unheroed]

With all of their thoughts running along the same lines in regards to how this was going to end, Harvey figured that they could at least be prepared. Granted, Spider-Man had a good point. It wasn't often that this place was predictable, so it was very possible that something was going to throw a curveball at them at the last minute