The mines tonight. Indy dressed quickly in his usual clothes and picked up his flashlight, machete and whip. He added his journal and a pen to one jacket pocket, so he could map the area as they went. Thinking of the minotaur from the other night, he was half-tempted to bring a ball of string, but of course he didn't have one. The journal would
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"-as long as we keep together, that's fine." Because as Locke was loathe to admit, even with a weapon he wasn't so sure about taking some of the monsters in this place. It wasn't safe, and it went against productivity-funny, how his situation had flipped around so easily. "And... we can save the important parts for tomorrow." If there was one, anyway, but it was his way of saying that they'd somehow make it tonight.
Somehow? No. They probably would make it through the night. He had enough faith in their teamwork, and granted it had been a while since they had gone without magic by their side. A little inconvenient, but before Terra and even Celes, they had managed somehow, right?
"Which room is it?"
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With one more look to make sure everything was hidden, he entered the hallway.
[To here.]
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