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Sneak peek 👀
🕑 Added 2025-09-03 17:51:07 +0000 UTCThis update on Friday is gonna be all about what MC is up to in the dungeon. I'm quite excited to show you this bit because I've come up with a few ideas that I really like, but I'll tell you all about it on Friday when I post the update! For now, here is a snippet from one of the choices you can go with to try and escape the prison, one that includes the ever-burning oil lamp in the room:
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You don't have many options here, you think, so you must grab onto whatever you can, and even that seems elusive. Still, you'd be a fool not to try at least.
You scoot over to the little flame. It dances a bit as the air moves in the cavern from your motion. Nothing happens otherwise. It's just a flame. And you might be going slightly insane.
You stare at it.
You half-expect something to happen. Maybe a spirit to burst out. Like Ebo. He would jump up, laugh at you, and tell you it's all been a bad dream and the others are waiting for you just outside the door.
Alas, nothing of the sort happens.
It's just a small, steadily burning, dancing flame. It casts a long shadow behind you on the wall. The rock distorts it into a monstrous form. Maybe that's what keeps giving you nightmares at night. Just your imagination, and your own stupid, morbid-looking shadow.
You suck in a big lungful of air, and blow out the candle.
The room is instantly cast into thick, impenetrable darkness. Your breath shudders, taking in the slight scent of the wick finally burning out and the bit of dusty white rock where your blow disturbed the faint sheen of chalk dust on the floor.
"Come and light it back up, motherfuckers," you rasp out just for yourself. Nobody hears it anyway, you suppose.
You're all alone.
