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final, defending pocket of uncorrupted forest–
you can see a stone building, maybe 20 by 30 feet,
built as an old stone steeple. It stands
windowless, open, and the floor of it to each open
window overgrown with green vine and leaf.
LIAM: Frumpkin is how far from me at this point?
MATT: Frumpkin is about 100 to 150 feet from you.
LIAM: So I can only watch. I have muttered all
this, watching. We are talking concentric rings?
MATT: Yeah.
MARISHA: I think this is the place.
LIAM: Ja.
MATT: Frumpkin begins to return, and a passing of
one of the clouds gives more sunlight that breaks
through what was previously a very dense, gray
sky. As the light passes between the small breaks
in the tree canopies, the green comes to light
with color, numerous types of color. A rainbow of
flowers, of pigments you’ve never really seen
before, begin to emerge as the light hits it.
Nearly every inch of these gravesites contain a
smattering scatter of rainbow colors across petal
and stamen.
LIAM: I am beginning to think this a little more
than we came looking for, but we have traveled a ways.
SAM: Is there any sign of life? I mean, other than
plant life?
MATT: You saw maybe a few frogs, small natural
creatures that exist within this space, but
nothing that would resemble a human yet. It seems
still.
SAM and ASHLY: Let’s go in.
SAM: How do we get over these things? Could we
climb them or would we get cut to shreds?
MATT: You can certainly try.
ASHLY: How tall are the gates?
MATT: The areas where the fence has been pushed in
is between five to six feet in places, areas where
it seems to be pushed down lower to about four to
even three and a half.
ASHLY: Your friend’s coat? I know it’s maybe
not–
SAM: You mean the tapestry?
ASHLY: The tapestry. I know it might hurt it, but
if we drape it over–
MARISHA: We buried him with it.
ASHLY: Oh, that’s right.
MARISHA: But that’s a good idea.
ASHLY: You want to go back? I could try to hack at
it with my axe.
SUMALEE: Could an animal jump over it?
MATT: Yeah. You guys could attempt to climb and
leap over. Elements of it are thorned and jagged.
MARISHA: This is what I used to do to hop fences
back in the day. I look for a few broken-down
branches that might be my height.
MATT: Make an investigation check.
MARISHA: A handful.
LIAM: We are going on a witch hunt. We can’t go
over it, we can’t go under it.