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(Any sort of checks I can make to see if Charles was able to keep his bearing on direction or not?)
"Why do you say that?" Ray asked, genuinely curious. He was disoriented and did not know the way. Charles had at least lived in the mountains.
He thought for a minute. "...Gah, not sure which direction we're facing. The Geodude earlier threw me off. Times like these make me wish I had a compass"
Charles nodded. "Either way we won't be at the right level." he said. "Up or down. Let's take our chances with up for now."
"Well, up would be closer to the surface, wouldn't it? I don't think all the exits would necessarily be level. It's a pretty big mountain."
Greg follows Jackie up the ladder.
Ray followed Greg.
The first thing they noticed when they climbed the ladder was that it was dark in this cave.
The second was the smell of copper.
"Phillip, can you brighten things up?" asked Ray. "I can't see a thing."
"When we get closer, I might be able to help more. I've been in Mt. Moon before, but never this deep and only from the Cerulean side. ...And assuming the exit we find is one I've explored."
She sniffed the air. "What's that smell? Metal?"
Ray took a few tentative steps forward under Phillip's light, looking for some sort of wall to stay by.
Greg looks around for the source of the smell, which doesn't do much good in the dark.
The ladder is fairly close to a wall, Ray finds after a few steps; maybe five, six metres away.
He can't judge how far the wall is on any other side, though- the cave may not be completely circular.
Greg has some trouble locating the source of the smell. It's not helped by the presence of other smells in the room, the faint aftersmell of an Explosion, the smell of Zubat guano. It seems to be somewhat stronger to the right of the ladder, though.
Snow focused only on glowing to help everybody see
"With the dark I think it would be wise to stay by the wall. Hopefully it will also bring us to an exit."
"Probably a good idea. I think the smell's from that general direction."
Greg waves his arm vaguely.
Jackie followed Ray's advice as she continued, trying to ignore the smells.
"Someone grab onto Charles' arm so he can keep Snow held." Ray said.
Greg follows the group, hand on the wall.
Moving along the wall, Ray kept his eyes on the others to make sure no one got lost.
They wandered along the wall for a while, finding nothing.
"So, uh, should we change directions?"
Jackie had an idea; she remembered that Mercer could turn invisible and phase through walls. She wasn't quite sure how to implement him as a scout in that exact moment, though. But she would have to remember for later.
"How long have we been doing this?" Ray asked. "We might be going in circles. Did we pass the ladder at all? Directional change might not be a bad idea."
They had not passed the ladder again :v
Ray was becoming much more uncertain. He was lost, and didn't know where to go next. "Maybe a bit more... but I really wish I could see."