by Will Stanton » Tue Oct 20, 2020 10:13 pm
Will just nodded, keeping his eyes shut and his breath held.
The factory, though abandoned, was still working, machinery chunking and sliding around, cranes cavorting overhead, ovens heating and mixers, well, mixing.
The lack of safety restrictions didn't mean much in Will's head, though it was probably a bit more dangerous 'out here', even if Miriam was fairly certain she could cut-off the mindscape if need be. Will would probably be fine if he tumbled somewhere, but Miriam probably should at the very least watch her step.
Above their heads, they could see some amber-colored fluids flowing through pipes. That, most likely, was involved with the brewery, though finding anywhere in this nightmare was easier said than done.