The light crept its way down the hulking halls, seemingly with dread. Jeff picked up the pace-huffing and puffing as it were. As he reached the last step, prior to the mine proper, Jeff stumbled a bit trying to get his footing, when
"Ack! This thing." he said flustered. He took out his wand for a little more light now that there was little left. Though he did so catefully not wanting to appear foolish-in enough trouble as he was. The mat seemed to enjoy this, as though it was alive, and indeed it was, a sprite to keep out trespassers. Frustrated now, bobbling his wand and a piece of paper, he moved his lips slowly. trying to incantation a spell, hoping the very act of it wouldn't be heard.
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