Dusty hopped and stridded through the sand as he made his way through the marks that Faux had left. He was careful even as he proceeded just to be sure. "Ah'm a coming fella's! Don't worry about me, be there shortly!" Dusty called out as he bounded to another mark.
"I agree" she shook them out but instead found clumps of sand. "Execept when its scorching and sand climbs together."
Dusty finally hoped up on the tomb and walked to his friends. "Howdy, miss me?" Dusty was catching his breath and trying to smile. "So Ms. Faux, what do you reckon this is?"
Faux looked to the ceiling, "Umm I wanna call it a cave but the rocks look like they were placed together on purpose.."
Dusty looked around the entrance. The rocks certainly seemed like they were placed with a purpose, but why? "Ah reckon there's only 1 way to find out." Dusty walked up to the entrance and peered in, then looked to his friends. "Ya'll coming?"
Dusty walked behind the group as they made there way inside, Dark slightly leading with his torch. "So what do you think we might run into down here?" Dusty had a dash of concern in his tone.
"You never know, undead, diseased rats, mare-do-wells.", dark said, his eye turning brown, to brown-red, then red
Dusty chuckled. "Well ah guess the fun's in finding out right?" Dusty loosened the strap on his gun strap. He didn't know if he needed it or not, but just in case he wasn't going to take any chances.
Dusty looked around at the walls. The cript was full of spider webs and dust, as if noone had stepped foot in it for centuries. "Hey Dark, you don't think there's giant spiders down here do you?"
Dusty stopped in his tracks, a cold sweat dripping down his face. "Y-your kidding....r-right?" Dusty sounded nervous, extremely nervous.
