The climb up the rickety wooden rope ladder to breach the surface proved quite disappointing. As Cricket pushed open the thick layer of bark that served as a door in an old, rotting stump, which led into the underground network of tunnels carved out by his cult, he was a bit saddened to find nobody at the entrance.
"Hmm. Mayhaps it was the wind? Or mayhaps it was a sssssquirrel."
Closing the makeshift door behind him, Cricket descended back into the cult grounds.
"Hmm. Mayhaps it was the wind? Or mayhaps it was a sssssquirrel."
Closing the makeshift door behind him, Cricket descended back into the cult grounds.
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