Becky finds herself at the split in the caves once more

Becky looked around her, considering her options once more.

To the north, the pelts grew nicer and nicer, the light was brighter, and the floor inclined steeply upward, likely leading to the heart of the mountain.

To the west, the light grew dimmer, the air **** in shadows which seemed to manifest from nothing. All the light that the torches gave off was suffocated from its usual brightness. Becky felt a slight draw in that direction, something deep and primal calling for her.

To the east, Becky could hear the sounds of moans and grunts intermixed, along with the faint smell of sex.

Finally, to the south lay the exit where Becky had entered the caves and the path back to the other Bravos.