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@lucywithoutthelou
[Drew chuckles and brings his hand back to shove into his pocket.] Well, I guess it’s time that I start to break out a little. See the kind of company I’ve been missing, right? [He smirks lightly.] Likewise, Lucy.
Do you mean that guy over there with the ice cream? Because he does look pretty cool. [Lucy gave a little smile.] So, what normally keeps you to yourself?
"Well I’m no expert" Sophie replied, closing her book with a sigh. "But it looks to me like a brown widow" she added, looking up and flashing the girl a soft smile.
And would you happen to know whether or not brown widows are poisonous?
No I don’t think so. I’m Lyla, Lyla Fletcher. What about you?
Well, it's nice to meet you Lyla. I'm Lucy.Â
"It’s um…it’s a birthmark." She mumbled in no mood to tell the truth about her scar.
Oh, that's a pretty cool birthmark to have. Sorry if asking about it bothered you, do you get a lot of questions about it.
Just little ol’ me.
Oh, sorry I thought I saw something. What's your name?
"that.." Sophie stated without looking up from her battered copy of ‘to kill a mockingbird’ "is just a spider". She’d seen it when she came in so she didn’t have to look up to see what the girl was talking about. "Don’t worry, it’s more scared of you than you are of it." she added monotonly.
Oh, I'm not worried, I know that they are relatively harmless unless you mess with them. Do you know what kind of spider it is?
It doesn’t really matter, it’s only a little scar.Â
Oh, well, I guess if you think of it, maybe just let me know...for curiosities sake.
[shrugs a shoulder carelessly] Possibly, but I don’t see many people without a cigarette in hand these days. Who knows, maybe it’s me who doesn’t get out much. [smirks and drops his cigarette, smashing it into the ground with the toe of his shoe] I guess I should introduce myself. The name’s Drew. Professional loner. [extends a hand, intending a polite handshake]
Well, now I will start paying attention to whether or not people are holding cigarettes in their hands or not. Professional loner? I'm sorry if I ruined your lonesomeness then. It's nice to meet you Drew, I'm Lucy. [Lucy takes his and and shakes it.]
"Piece of advise, don’t touch it. —I thought it was a spot once, but… Turns out it was a really big… Spider."
Oh, well that is noted, but I have to ask why exactly is the spider still there and not outside, or maybe in the bottom of a trash can?
I don’t… I don’t remember. It doesn’t matter.
Do you remember what happened? I mean, whatever it was, it was enough to leave a scar.
"…A scar."
I...I don't recognize that one, when did that happen?
M, not used to seeing one with a white filter, eh? Trademark of light cigarettes, you know? [smirks and takes another long drag from the cigarette] So you don’t smoke? Pretty rare these days, don’t you think?
I did not know that. I also did not know there was such a thing as light cigarettes...I thought they were all the same, except you know some of those additives that different brands put in. No, I don't, never even tried it, at least that I can remember. I don't know, I'd say there's still a good amount of people who don't. But who knows, maybe I just don't get out enough.
[looks around and is surprised to realize she’s talking to him] This? [holds up the cigarette in his hand] It’s a cigarette, haven’t you ever seen one before?
Well yes, I have I mean I'm not 15 or anything. I just haven't seen one that looks like that before. You'll have to forgive me I'm very uneducated in the brands of cigarettes.
"Wh...what is that?"
"Yeah. I think it’s against the law not to have emergency exits, even in a creepy maze." He frowned, glancing around at all the mirrors. None of them looked more promising than any other. The moment he said it, he realized it was true. There was something creepy about the carnival. It was probably no more or less creepy than Bentley at its usual, but he was used to that. "Okay. Do you hear anything?" It was a better theory than any he had, but the only thing he could hear were their footsteps, their voices echoing slightly off the mirrors. After a moment, he couldn’t help but chuckle. "This is stupid. We’re lost on a kids’ ride."
"I'm pretty sure that's true. In fact, I think I'm going to look that up if we ever get out of here. Which is bound to happen, even if it does take until the end of the festival." She laughed a little bit, stranded in a house of mirrors, probably the worst survival story. "No, I don't hear a thing, other than us." Lucy laughed again when she realized that they were, in fact, stuck in a children's tent. "Maybe only kids can find the way out. At this point I'm open to anything, even if it's leaving a trail of breadcrumbs. I just can't believe we haven't run into anyone else yet, I mean, there were a lot of people here."
"Since ‘worse’ probably means Bentley falling into the ocean or getting hit by an asteroid, let’s go with that. Either way, no more worries." He grinned. Spencer wasn’t a fatalist, but he was by no means an optimist. He also wasn’t the type to worry over something that had happened yet. If Bentley was due for another bad streak, fretting about it wouldn’t stop it. "Wouldn’t that defeat the purpose?" It was a maze, after all. Then again, he thought it might be some sort of law to have exit signs in case of a fire. "We’ve got to be close, right? This place doesn’t look that big from the outside."
Both of the options he mentioned definitely qualified as worse. He brought up a good point that exit signs would give people an out. "Okay, yes, it would slightly defeat the purpose, but like you said, there could be something bad happening and people would need to get out pretty fast. And that would cause a bigger problem then just a few people taking the emergency exit out." Lucy looked to the side as she passed the mirrors, seeing her body transform as she passed by the different contortions. Maybe the exit was more hidden than she originally thought and they just had to look a little closer. "It looked tiny from the outside. So, we have to be getting close, maybe as we get closer we can start hearing the noises from outside, so if it gets louder we just have to keep going."
I suppose you’re right. It’s not a good job, but it pays. At least that’s something.
Exactly! Plus, I'm sure you meet some really interesting people there, you know people coming through, and that's never a bad thing.Â
