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"Good thing our hands have been on the walls. I think we should just find the ladder again. Then I can have Mercer scout through the tunnel or something; I keep forgetting all the ghostly things he can do."
Ray paused and sat down for a moment. "That... those both sound like options. It doesn't look like we'll make much progress just wandering..."
Bob squirmed uncomfortably in her arms.
She took a seat next to Ray.
"We shouldn't split up, Charles, in case we do run into something. I would only think of sending Mercer alone cuz he can turn invisible and go through walls." Mercer was quite uncomfortable with the idea, but he would do it if Jackie really wanted him to.
The rock skitters along the ground. It hits something hard, ricocheting off to the side.
"We need to do something." Ray finally said. "Let's go along this wall until we reach the ladder again and if we don't find anything we take the tunnel."
Ray sighed. Charles had a point. "So what do we do? Backtrack to the tunnel or keep going? Either way we don't know where we're going."
"I think we should backtrack, but stay put while I send Mercer to scout the tunnel for a few minutes. If he says we shouldn't go that way, we'll try again. Fair enough?" Mercer rested on Jackie's shoulder, shaking a little. "It'll be okay, Mercer, I promise."
Greg nods. "That's probably best..."
Ray rubbed his temples. "Jackie's right. For now that's our best option."
"I guess you're right." She nodded, her voice quiet.
"Everybody put your opposite hand and the wall and let's backtrack." Ray said, slowly making off.
Greg turns around and follows the wall back.
Carrie did the same.
Jackie moved to the former back of the group, with Brandon still ahead and Mercer behind, and began to go back.
They reach it safely :V
Ray head down the ladder and waited for Jackie to come down so she could have her Gastly scout.
"Okay, Mercer. Go for it." Mercer went through the path of the tunnel, moving as fast as a Gastly would be expected to move, and turned invisible. "He can only stay like that for four minutes, though, so it'll only help us to learn of immediate threats. But it's better than wandering aimlessly."
Ray nodded. "Any advantage we can take."
Mercer floated down the tunnel reasonably fast. Floating balls of poisonous gas usually don't move very quickly, but then again, most poisonous balls of floating gas aren't sentient and undead, either.
The tunnel was unexpectedly long. He floated down the path for easily three minutes, he judged; the tunnel was probably over a hundred metres long. It widened as he went.
Two minutes in, he noticed a light ahead. He hadn't been able to see it before; apparently, the tunnel was curving gently.
He entered a cavern, still invisible. The light was emanating from a Kadabra sitting on the ground there, illuminating everything. The light looked far brighter than Snow's Glow.
Two Pokemon were surrounding a girl, gently nudging her, concerned. Blood was covering her leg, staining her white dress where a stone shard had impaled her. A Gardevoir was caressing the girl's cheek, and a Beldum was nudging her stomach. The girl had long hair, purple, falling messily to the ground.
She coughed as Mercer watched.
He could not stay invisible for much longer. Turning, he floated back, intent on telling Jackie what he had learned.
Greg sits against a wall while the group waits, with Littorio and Chitter next to him.
Carrie leaned against the wall, finally setting Bob back on the ground. He gave her a look.
Mercer floated back in about six minutes, immediately whisper-shouting "Gast! Gast!", the first time he had spoken since Jackie went on this quest.
"Good! So, do we go or not?" Mercer nodded his head-body vigorously, and then tilted it in the direction of the tunnel.
Greg gets up.
"Good to hear this worked."