We Don't Go To Ravenholm- Oh Wait, Looks Like We Do

[acts_of_gord]

The Milliways portal door is a capricious, fickle thing. It had opened for Gordon earlier when he'd tripped over the charred, blackened remains of a lurking zombie while firing a sawblade into its still-mobile companion. Then it'd gone and opened again, back to Ravenholm, just as he was leaning forward to check and see whether the zombie that'd loomed over him before had gone.

The blade had flown true and eradicated the zombie threat, but in the moonlight that trickled through the cracks in the boarded-up window and badly patched roof, Gordon could see he still wasn't alone...

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[acts_of_gord]

"We had on-site employee dormitories. And a private sewer system. And that was the nice stuff-"

They're almost at the end of the cart's track now. The surface is still some distance away, but that's all right. The daylight is growing brighter and brighter beyond the cart's reach; anything that tries to attack them now should be visible, right? Mind you, even without the corpses, the tunnel floor here's still less than ideal to cross...

[raptorcanaria]

...it's uneven and irregular and difficult to navigate, especially when holding on to one end of a crowbar.

They're near the surface when the track runs out and the cart stops, at around the same time that the path slopes up suddenly at an angle that suddenly allowed direct sunlight through and into Dinah's eyes.

The combination of sudden light and uneven ground work at just the wrong time, and she trips, letting go of the crowbar.

[acts_of_gord]

Gordon staggers a little himself; the crowbar's motion jerks him off balance, and the light's a little worse for a man wearing heavily scratched and otherwise vile eyeglasses. By the time he rights himself-

"Dinah? Where..."

... she's gone.

[raptorcanaria]

...it's uneven and irregular and difficult to navigate, especially when holding on to one end of a crowbar.

They're near the surface when the track runs out and the cart stops, at around the same time that the path slopes up suddenly at an angle that suddenly allowed direct sunlight through and into Dinah's eyes.

The combination of sudden light and uneven ground work at just the wrong time, and she lets go of the crowbar when she trips.