The last room in the crypt is spacious. Three coffins lay at the far end of the room, facing one direction.Everything looks dusty, as if no one has gone there for the last few years. Faint footprints can be seen over the dusty floor. A torch is placed on one of the coffin, shining the only living being in the room.
A hooded figure, crouching over what seems to be… a skeleton?
“Uh duh, I’m lost that is.”
“Anyhow, I got here. So that’s something. Now I answered you, answer my question. 1 for 1, tit for tat, right?”
Her voice is stupidly young as well.
“Aww geez. Fine. Tell me where the way out is. Seriously. I already said I’m lost, so could you at least give me instructions? Also, there aren’t any ghosts here, right?”
Silence for a while.
“Getting lost in a crypt? Are you a retard or something? Get away before I send ghosts after you.”
“G-ghosts??”
Shelia shudders a little.
“But I’m talking about the outside! It’s too dark! I came down here for directions because I heard someone down here!”
And also ghosts outside. Why did I huddle with her, again?
“Now get lost before I make you.”
The sound of metal grinding against stone can be heard. The figure turns off the torch. The room is completely dark.
“Okay, okay fine. I get it, sourpuss.”
No fun. Honestly. Rather go home before he sets some ghosts after me.
Shelia tugs at Ritikka and Misty, “Psst. Let’s go.”
