Sure enough there are faint glyphs carved in the surface of the hatch, etched over everything, wood, berm and poured cement floor.
"Naw," says a voice that makes the very air turn cold.
Pouch manifests like a swirl of dust on a windy day, collected in bits of frost until he's whole, gathered up next to Lionel, leaning with one elbow on the surface of the Snoop Crupp pinball machine so that frost creeps across the glass. He is smiling faintly, curious, amused, excited. "We don't need, er, conduits 'n' such. If it's glyphs, it's human. An' by the look of that?" He nods to the hatch. "Ritual."
"I imagine yinz wanna get down there? Convenient. Me, too. Been tryin' for hours." Pouch puts a chilly hand on Lionel's arm. "Mmhmm, Thorntrail, right? What a type y'all are."
Without waiting for a response, he pulls the boy along. Pouch is unusually strong, both physically and as a force of personality that Lionel finds he can't quite resist being positioned on the left side of the hatch. Immediately, the glyphs on the left light up red. Pouch beams and steps back. "Alrighty, folks, let's line up by house on each side, please."
ELFLOCK LANES: Down the hatch! (Open to all ⛓️)
"Naw," says a voice that makes the very air turn cold.
Pouch manifests like a swirl of dust on a windy day, collected in bits of frost until he's whole, gathered up next to Lionel, leaning with one elbow on the surface of the Snoop Crupp pinball machine so that frost creeps across the glass. He is smiling faintly, curious, amused, excited. "We don't need, er, conduits 'n' such. If it's glyphs, it's human. An' by the look of that?" He nods to the hatch. "Ritual."
"I imagine yinz wanna get down there? Convenient. Me, too. Been tryin' for hours." Pouch puts a chilly hand on Lionel's arm. "Mmhmm, Thorntrail, right? What a type y'all are."
Without waiting for a response, he pulls the boy along. Pouch is unusually strong, both physically and as a force of personality that Lionel finds he can't quite resist being positioned on the left side of the hatch. Immediately, the glyphs on the left light up red. Pouch beams and steps back. "Alrighty, folks, let's line up by house on each side, please."