[She smiles, though it's a little shaky around the edges, and before she can begin to doubt her decision too much or think that perhaps she ought to tell somebody where she's going she makes her way to that tunnel entrance with only a small knife stuffed deep into one of her pockets.
Maybe she should have left a note.
Her heart rises up into her throat while she walks down, so loud in her ears she thinks he must surely hear it. She reaches the room so keyed up with nerves that she's almost dizzy, and she pokes her head inside.]
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[She smiles, though it's a little shaky around the edges, and before she can begin to doubt her decision too much or think that perhaps she ought to tell somebody where she's going she makes her way to that tunnel entrance with only a small knife stuffed deep into one of her pockets.
Maybe she should have left a note.
Her heart rises up into her throat while she walks down, so loud in her ears she thinks he must surely hear it. She reaches the room so keyed up with nerves that she's almost dizzy, and she pokes her head inside.]
... I'm here.