by ... » Sun Jul 28, 2019 6:44 pm
"Forward thinking is not your forte," the giant agreed, winding up and hurling Robin.
She bounced off the steeple of the church, slammed hard into the ground of a courtyard, flew up and ricocheted off PushoverWill's school, before rocketing back through JerkassWill's town, ending up perfectly slamming onto the lip of a well, balancing for a long second on the rim before falling down inside of it. Two points!
Hand and arms, from out the side of the well, grabbed onto Robin and helped force her down, down the long and echoing well shaft, grabbing on to her and tugging, ripping, pulling her down, far away from the light.
She ended up on a dank and disgusting floor, covered in muck and slime -- a dark, dank cavern, alone. There was just enough light to see in here, barely -- the cavern appeared, at first glance, to be carved out of rock, with broody stalactites dripping down from up above, as if this had been carved out by an underground river of some sort many years ago. The odors of mold and mildew were rather pungent, eminating from the walls all around her. It was slimey and gunky and just generally a nasty time. The factory was industrial, but clean. The townspeople could be suspicious, but welcoming. The forest was wild, but orderly. This was none of those things.
A couple small passageways wound off--tiny, cramped passageways that weren't designed to be comfortably walked through; at least, not by someone of normal dimensions. Mushrooms coated the ground -- wild, twisted, and a wide variety of colors and shapes.
From the distance, echoing down one of the many corridors (which one? which way?), a low, echoing moan rumbled off the walls of the cavern.