10:06 AM
Late in the evening, Kurt Wolfhart decided the risk is worth it, and they sneak out to the Grotto under the cover of darkness. They heard the rumor that one of Ariadne Flint's missing pieces of jewelery had been found there. The Grotto's always been safe. Why, then, are they so nervous? Why do they feel so unwelcome tonight?
But the Grotto doesn't look any different. It must be in their head. They exhale, a plume of steam comes out of their mouth. The building looms over them, empty. The fire pit is bare and cold. As they wander the familiar space, it all seems very barren without their classmates filling it up with voices and music. A line of beer bottles has been arranged in a straight line by the fire pit, reminding them of past parties.
It's so sad here when it's empty. Kind of lonely, even.
( As Kurt's mind wanders, they don't at first see what's approaching... )
But the Grotto doesn't look any different. It must be in their head. They exhale, a plume of steam comes out of their mouth. The building looms over them, empty. The fire pit is bare and cold. As they wander the familiar space, it all seems very barren without their classmates filling it up with voices and music. A line of beer bottles has been arranged in a straight line by the fire pit, reminding them of past parties.
It's so sad here when it's empty. Kind of lonely, even.
( As Kurt's mind wanders, they don't at first see what's approaching... )