The Cleft and Below

I sat on a large slab of stone.  The claustrophobic tunnel was made more so by the debris of fallen tunnel and DRC equipment scattered arou...

"You think if people find this they might get pulled into whatever Pantaleon got wrapped up in?" I asked.  I wondered if in my yo...

The door opened and in walked a young explorer.  His boots clicked against the stone floor of the classroom, covered from the ankles up by ...

"Is that?"  I started. "Pantaleon's notebook?"  Jessie finished for me.  "Sadly no, " he said, flippi...

“Pantleon?  That tied up in cavern blue?  I thought that was just an urban legend.”  I said, I had a hard time believing it was anything mo...

I felt more than a little awkward standing alone in the archway between the Pahrahtehs fountain courtyard and the bridge.  I had disabled m...

I could only hope the message I left on the imager in Pahratehs was noticed by the right person. It was innocuous enough. A generic greetin...

Hannah lifted her firemarble lantern to illuminate the tunnel walls and made note of the faded writing.  After a moment something clicked....

"Listen, Terry. I get that you're worried, but I think your absence is just making it worse." This traffic was relentless. ...

I closed the door and collected my thoughts.  If I was lucky I could get out of this building without running into any of the two hundred s...