Everything seems to be in order, and the travel down the tunnel access is slow but sure, and a few minutes you turn your last 360° noting nothign impressive, other than you're happy for all of your night-piercing technology right now. At the end you stack up to the right of the hatchway-door leading into the landing, now decorated for a bonfire and perhaps a darker pursuit; your skin crawls for some reason. Could be just psycho-somatic, or perhaps it's just psycho - there might be no difference at this point in time.
A lot of your questions couldn't be answered DURING your sojourn as you progress down the darker and darker corridor: you'd need to sit down and log into the local systems to find any of that out, and since that would make you a LITERAL sitting duck, I've decided to ignore it and let you go on your merry way, keeping up with the group. We'll deal with those questions later (if at all) as time allows. |
