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Night 59: Pantry 2
> Rose: Search fruitlessly.
There were baskets of fruit hanging from the ceilings. Rose speared an apple, and brought it down. A bat was clinging to the backside, and she could swear it winked at her. A rotting miasma permeated the entire enclosure, and Rose pointed her knifewands at the baskets and let the power flow. She didn't care if it was the food or the infestation. Splat. Splat. Fruit and entrails went everywhere, including her hair.
This. is. disgusting.
Also, pointless. The possibly-ephemeral vermin were sizzling nicely, but she had failed to find any secret passage. She blasted the shelves, and when that was not sufficient energy, grabbed a few and pulled them down. Still nothing. Then she grabbed a package of cookies out of the wreckage, which failed to wriggle alarmingly, and turned around.
> Rose: Ascend echeladder.
There were baskets of fruit hanging from the ceilings. Rose speared an apple, and brought it down. A bat was clinging to the backside, and she could swear it winked at her. A rotting miasma permeated the entire enclosure, and Rose pointed her knifewands at the baskets and let the power flow. She didn't care if it was the food or the infestation. Splat. Splat. Fruit and entrails went everywhere, including her hair.
This. is. disgusting.
Also, pointless. The possibly-ephemeral vermin were sizzling nicely, but she had failed to find any secret passage. She blasted the shelves, and when that was not sufficient energy, grabbed a few and pulled them down. Still nothing. Then she grabbed a package of cookies out of the wreckage, which failed to wriggle alarmingly, and turned around.
> Rose: Ascend echeladder.