#page 885

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'Shoot it, Beverly!' Richie screamed again. 'Beep-beep, Richie,' she heard herself reply from a thousand miles away.

Stephen King, It

[pesterloglog]

Nannasprite, John Egbert

Act 3, page 885

NANNASPRITE: John, don't forget your book!

NANNASPRITE: It is your birthright! You ought to give it a read when you have a moment. Particularly the first several pages!

JOHN: ok nanna, i will.

JOHN: hey, nanna?

NANNASPRITE: Yes, dear?

JOHN: since i am trying to get up to that gate, and since you can sort of conjure floating beds and throw me around and all...

JOHN: couldn't you just throw me up to the gate?

NANNASPRITE: Yes, of course, John!

NANNASPRITE: But that would not serve your purpose well!

NANNASPRITE: There is a very good reason why you should build up to it. And then keep building!

JOHN: oh, ok, i guess that's what i figured.

JOHN: so just one more thing...

JOHN: do you think that instead of telling me exactly why that is with a clear explanation, you can give me a series of really coy riddles about it and then sort of giggle?

NANNASPRITE: John, you are a very fresh young man!

NANNASPRITE: Your father has done such a wonderful job raising you. I am so proud of you both.

JOHN: ha ha, i guess.

NANNASPRITE: When you pass through the first gate, everything will change. You will find the place where the constellations dance beneath the clouds. And then your true work may begin.

NANNASPRITE: Hoo hoo hoo!

JOHN: i suddenly understand everything!

[rapidpixeladventure]

Action: Look upon the skeletal remains ahead of you. Maybe there is a clue of people being here recently.

{[INVESTIAGTE]: [Skeletons]}

You take some time to inspect the pile of skeletons.

They are all completely stripped of flesh and belongings, leaving behind ancient crumbling bones. The skeletons hold both young and old, with a soft [Grey Mold] creeping between every opening. 

Arrows stick out of every skeleton, untouched even after all these years. A single skeleton, no bigger than Cal, is pierced through the throat by a [Ballista Bolt] The legs of the skeleton dangle pitifully in the air, hoisted off the ground by the force of the impact.

There appears to be very little to loot, maybe 1 in every 10 arrows seems useable if you were willing to defile the dead. 

In the center of the bridge, the bones are basically powder, with a scattering of cart wheel and trampling boots crushing the bones in their way. People must use this bridge regardless of the corpses.

Some of the boot prints look fresh, smaller prints probably belonging to Cal, the long sweeping tracks could be from Gestalt’s cape.

It seems like they passed you, heading furthering into the mist.

The [LEFT] path leads back to the [River Fog Bridge 2] The [RIGHT] path leads to [River Bridge Ossuary 2]

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