“I wish you could see what it’s seeing right now so I would know if there is something to worry about n front of us,” Gary said nervously.
“I’d like that too. I didn’t see an option for that plus I have no idea how I would have a live display. I can’t wear goggles, look at my stalks, they totally wouldn’t support that. Best we have is watching it afterwards,” Larry said with a shrug of his tentacles even though the dark obscured them from Gary.
“Why’d I let you talk me into this,” Gary whined as he crept forward down the tunnel.
“You’re funny. You’re the one who had the idea to come down here,” Larry said with a chuckle.
“No I distinctly remember it was your idea,” Gary countered.
“Whatever, it doesn’t matter now we’re in here. Just keep going and let’s see what’s in here,” Larry tried to sound encouraging.
Gary continued forward slowly and gradually the light of the entrance vanished into the blackness. Their eyes had adjusted well but the world around them was only varying shades of blackness.
“I wish that thing had a light on it,” Gary said lightly. The sounds were echoing and he tried to keep his voice low to not fill the tunnel.
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