[Her eyes are peeled for something, anything that sticks out or looks unnatural. Her hands run along the wet, dirtied cave walls, debris loosening with every touch as she scans the area as meticulously as she can. She goes both low and high as her height allows. Suddenly...
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This feels...
[different. Like wood? Suddenly, she shines her flashlight on a spot near her feet, and it seems to be some sort of crate.]
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This feels...
[different. Like wood? Suddenly, she shines her flashlight on a spot near her feet, and it seems to be some sort of crate.]
Hey, have a look at this.