I'm still learning, alright?! - Grofo barked back, already gearing up for another round, while Suzy silently wandered around the room - trailing her fingers over the equipment, pausing by the mushrooms, and watching the shadows dance across the walls.
They're powered by electricity.
Grofo, momentarily distracted from the bickering, glanced at her with surprise.
Well yeah… how else would they work?
She means where is the electricity coming from, you numbskull, - Roman huffed and nearly caught an elbow to the ribs for Grofo saw the hit only skimmed him, so he grinned, satisfied with the partial success, and shrugged, looking back at Suzy. Guess someone fixed the wiring. How should I know? Your ghosts are surprisingly handy. And for some reason, they transplanted the stuff growing in the nearby The real question is: why? - What cave? - Both of his friends exclaimed, staring at him Grofo puffed up again, relishing the attention. Finally, some appreciation!
He lazily inspected his overgrown nails and drawled:
I've explored every inch of this Don't forget that. There's a cave in the mountain right next to the factory- I went in there last time I was around. - We're going there! - Suzy practically shouted, bolting off and leaving the stunned boys Grofo yelled after her: Hey! That's it?! We've only seen one room! What about your ghosts? We haven't even found them!
But Suzy was unstoppable now. A guiding thread was unraveling right before her eyes, pulling her straight to the cave Grofo had mentioned.
Those mushrooms weren't here by chance, and the ghosts had led them to this place for a reason. But what was it? What were the mushrooms trying to say with their presence? Their caps didn't crack open to pour out streams of words like she wanted. Nope, no easy answers- they'd have to dig for them.
Suzy led the way, and then came Roman, and finally Grofo. Or… was that the right order? Did - rank - even matter? Not really- what mattered was that they were about to leave this gloomy building behind. It could have been the legendary Frangocostella Castle with all its shadows (if only they'd actually found any), but this place wasn't worthy of such a grand name.
Snowflakes landed on her lips. The moment she stepped out, she touched her face in confusion, then licked the frozen droplet and looked up. Was this a sign? Would she soon meet Real Snow or Ice, face to face?
The sky was covered in clouds, and from the torn feather - blanket of the heavens, these feathery analogues fell- just way colder and slimier. Suzy wasn't even sure if she liked snow- her memory offered no clue about how she used to feel about it.
Right now, all she cared about was reaching that natural formation known as a cave. Behind her came the sound of panting, and Grofo caught up, matching her pace like a seasoned sprinter. He called out as they ran:
I go in first! You're not entering that creepy cave before me! Just this once- listens to me! -
Suzy didn't answer- she didn't care who went in first, as long as they got in. Pulling up her hood mid - run to protect her gorgeous hair from the snowfall, she let Roman pass her too. He picked up speed- not to beat them, but because he remembered Grofo had the group's only weapon: a knife.
Suzy's only tomahawk was her sharp vision (probably exaggerated in her mind), and with it, she saw Grofo disappear into the cave, just before his voice echoed back:
Whoa! No way! This is insane! Guys, hurry- you have to see this!
Naturally, Suzy picked up the pace to meet this new mystery, while Roman grumbled:
Great… now he's yelling. Perfect. Pretty soon, every psycho in the area's gonna come
Regardless, Suzy darted inside to find Grofo already waving around the beam of his flashlight. She turned on her phone light and scanned the cave walls. The moment she saw them, her grip tightened painfully around her phone. Were the mysteries just piling up? Would the tide ever go out from this endless surge?