Andrew made his way to Southside park on orders from Matthew. Once there he took his time looking around, starting from the corner of T and 6th. He wanted to get a feel for the real park before glancing past the gauntlet.
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Andrew made his way to Southside park on orders from Matthew. Once there he took his time looking around, starting from the corner of T and 6th. He wanted to get a feel for the real park before glancing past the gauntlet.
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Moon is full. The place looks less like a park and more like a woodland. The original paths have been maintained. However, the trees are much larger than the surrounding neighborhood's, and they cast darker shadows than you think they out to. As for the pond and the island; the pond is green with life, while the island is an inscrutable forest of trees. There are a few swan boats that are submeged at the shallow end of the pond, their swan necks sticking above water like reeds.
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Andrew makes his way just past the tree line and concentrates a little.
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His left eye fades away, leaving a starry void. He scans the nearby trees first and then moves towards the lake.
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This is what a forest should look like. Except for the utter lack of spirits and all that. Motes a plenty, but nothing stronger than that. As you move towards the lake, the motes change as you would expect them. As for the other side of the gauntlet, the trees there are even thicker than on the physical side when it comes to the island. The shadows they cast are impenetrable.
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Andrew stands on the shore of the small lake wondering how to cross. He begins to cile the shore, looking for any boats or bridges other the sunk swans.
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The pond isn't terribly deep, but you will have to swim for about 10 feet of it. No other way across.
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With no way to cross and no floating vessel to farry his behind. Andrew sucked it up like a man and plunged into the water with his empty wallet and harmonica in hisdingy shirt pocket. Only after he was away from shore a few feet did he realize he hadn't made sure nothing waited for him inside the lake. He panicked a little, wondering what would jump out and eat him.
Dividing his attention always made him jumpy. The unreal and twisted vision across the gauntlet always put the real world off center; similar in way to how watching a movie in 3D was different then watching it in two dimensions. With this in mind he regained his composure and continued across, feeling a little ashamed and embarrassed for the lapse of reason.
A wry thought came to mind; at least he was finally able to wash his clothes.
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Your hand brushes through some reeds and other underwater foliage. otherwise, no issues. When you arrive on the other side, a neraly impenetrable wall of trees and bushes obstructs your path. You can only see a few few into the forest on both sides before it becomes too dark.
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After wasting so much time circling the lake Andrew decides tro forge head-long into the woods. His wet, cold clothing greatly impacting the decision.
Andrew does the best he can to find an opening through the trees hoping he doesn't fall into a patch of thorns. He does his best to keep his Twin sight in focus. After all this work it would be a pain to miss anything important.
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Things seem to be going well. Its pitch black, but you feel your way through the tress just fine. Unfortunately, you hit a root with your foot and fall. When you rise again, you realize a few things.
1. It is totally pitch black, on both sides.
2. You are lost
3. You are alone
And then you realize that there is the sound of rustling, like two tree trunks slowly scraping against each other. You can't pinpoint the sound. The sound revereberates in your bones.
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