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The Narrator 
The bulbs freeze and stop their assault, granting you a reprieve from their beating.
Along the cave wall, the stalk continues to grow, widening, with tendrils shooting out the side like ladder rungs.
The next obstacle was made for Brielle, after all she had perfected the Possum crawl!
Moving quickly the French girl launched herself at the living ladder and began to climb, pulling herself upwards, the scratches on her hands re-asserting their presence. But the girl had no time to feel pain, she just had to keep going.
Further up and further in.