“ this is -- we’re in WAY over our
heads, shaggy. “
mystery solving was WAY easier back
in the day -- the missing person was
always found safe, the criminal never
dared to actually hurt them, and justice
waited at the end of the night.
but everything gets harder when
you’re older.
velma stumbles to her feet; glancing up to
the mouth of the hole they’ve found themselves
in. the rain must have loosened the soil -- resulting
in a nasty fall, all the way down -- velma, shaggy and
scooby found themselves in a --
a cave ? maybe. but it’s so dark, velma can’t
tell.
“ are you -- are you okay ? “
a hand blindly reaches out into the darkness for
the taller, a thousand terrible scenarios running
through her mind already.