"They look... just about the same." Rae hesitates. The fork in the passageway is a flat T, one way leading right, one way leading left, both passages disappearing quickly into darkness. From somewhere in the echoing halls, there's the deep sound of rock grating against rock. Rae can't help the uptick in her pulse at the sound.
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Date: 2014-01-04 06:55 am (UTC)"Which would you say?