 Post #2 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
UGH. ROCKS. UGH. This was like climbing a freaking mountain. Not that he knew what that felt like but he was pretty sure it was close to this. Slipping and sliding kept happening, making his heart race even more than it was doing already. More swears were coming out of his mouth because you know what? Dakest couldn't hear him to tell him off. At least, he hoped not.
After what seemed like HOURS, Grayson finally reached the top of the rock. He stood there, clutching a stitch on his side and breathing heavily. That was NOT EASY, MKAY? NOT EASY AT--
.................... Oh Merlin.
No no no no NO. Why was there a freaking MARSH down the bottom? What in the name of?? He was gonna come out of this thing -- if he did, that is -- soaking wet and smelling of Merlin knows what. It looked freaking disgusting, man. Couldn't he have bumped into something else? Like another dead end or even a creature of some sort. Grayson would NOT complain about that.
And now for the descent. There was a rope going down so, letting out a small sigh of relief, the boy started climbing down. Except, the rock on THIS side was just as slippery as it had been on the other side but.........
SPLASH!
............... NO. He just. No.
Dripping wet and smelling like a mix of seaweed and earth and Merlin knows what else, the boy stood up, taking out a clump of seaweed that was hanging on his shoulder. This was freaking ridiculous. What had he done to deserve this?!
Don't answer that.
There was no point in staying behind so, the former Hufflepuff moved forward, moving a lot slower than before. A small shiver ran through him as he trudged along the path. He just wanted to get out of this place, mkay? And maybe take a nice warm bath so that he couldn't be stuck in this dark and deadly place. A place that was MUCH darker than before.
Grayson blinked. This seemed different. While before, he could see the hedges and whatnot, this time, he couldn't see anything. It was as if someone had placed a cloth over his eyes. With the darkness around him, his hearing seemed to have sharped, making him sliiiightly more paranoid. Was something following him or was he making things up? He tried to move forwards but to no avail. All that happened was that he ended up stumbling across a stray root. Sweet MERLIN, what WAS this place?!
Once he'd gotten up again, the Slytherin grabbed his wand and said, "LUMOS!" Some light was needed in here. He didn't wanna go through this place in the DARK, HELLO?! What if something crept up on him, huh? How was he meant to protect himself then?
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