Overgrowth

Nora is in an overgrown segment of the cavern, just past the crude Morlok farms. The mud squelched under her feet. Something similar to brush grows in this mud, tallish and wiry, grey and brown with sharp edges. It seems quite good to hide in. It seemed almost surreal to see plantlife like this underground. Nora looked around. From the looks of things the Morloks don't seem to wander over here much.

The overgrowth stretches quite far to the West, though it's practically pitch black that way, and Nora felt unsettled as is. The faint crystal lights of the Morlok city cast a glow from the East, where the farms are.