Milky Eye (WIP)

Nora was about to head into the tunnel when she heard her name being called from behind her. It was Brock, walking towards her.

"Hey, you going off by yourself?"

"I wasn't going to go far."

"These tunnels are easy to get lost in."

"How do you know?" Nora raised an eyebrow at him.

"I might've gone and had a small look. But I brought a rope to guide me back."

"Neat trick. Very Ancient Greek," she quipped, then added, "I was going to do it myself." In truth, she cursed herself for not thinking of doing that.

"Uhuh, well, I'll go with you. {if Roxxy is alive = true}Roxxy is driving me up the wall with her Star Trek facts she's telling me."

"Ha! I didn't know she was a nerd."

"A closeted one; she likes the 'Tough Woman' look, though it'd come across more if she weren't such a horny nuisance most of the time. Anyway, can I come along or not?"{else}I just need to clear my head right now. My sister is... gone, but we still need to get out of here. So may I?"{endif}

"Sure."

She did the trick he suggested, and weighed one end of the rope under a couple of rocks. She carried the other end in bundled up loop, which she unspooled every couple feet. Satisfied it'll hold, she turned to Brock. "Alright, lets head off then."

The walked for quite a while down the tunnel. The walls gradually changed from a smooth carved finish to a roughly hewn mess. Occasionally, pillars made of a strange coral like substance held up the tunnel ceiling. They seemed quite solid, but it was probably for the best not to disturb them.

"That seems, a little out of place, don't you think?" Nora said, commenting on the coral.

"It is quite pretty though. A nice kind of pearled pink."

They continued until they reached a chamber. Covered on almost every single inch of the walls were glyphs and symbols, depicting strange, ritualistic events. What surprised Nora was that they weren't depicted as human, but hunched, webbed figure with large eyes; just like the idol that brought her here! There were three tunnels (she discounted the one they came in through) leading away from this room, each just as dark as the others, and not hinting at what may lie ahead.