Night 57: South Hall
[From here and here.]
Well this was not as expected. The last hall he'd trekked through down here at least had those swell picture stories about death to entertain them on their way. Here, Peter had to settle for whatever amusement could be drawn from a pitch black room and all the adults holding the flashlights. So much for the Peter Parker Finger Puppet Show. At least the floor wasn't spongy enough to be the inside of a giant throat. Hooray for small miracles.
"Cozy," he remarked lightly. "Reminds me of my favourite locker I used to get shoved in at school."
Well this was not as expected. The last hall he'd trekked through down here at least had those swell picture stories about death to entertain them on their way. Here, Peter had to settle for whatever amusement could be drawn from a pitch black room and all the adults holding the flashlights. So much for the Peter Parker Finger Puppet Show. At least the floor wasn't spongy enough to be the inside of a giant throat. Hooray for small miracles.
"Cozy," he remarked lightly. "Reminds me of my favourite locker I used to get shoved in at school."