#dreaming

"Just savin' yer b-ass-alt, not up t'standards..."

mutter mutter grumble

"Okay okay.. I'm sorry.."

Yup. Footsteps approaching.

Just as she slips the bonds, and yes! With Gwen twisting the rock as Thistle guides the slick strands now with slack.. (No pun intended) , it comes loose

"Oh thank the Dreaming. Let's get the hell out of here" Gwen says

"That's the PLAN."

And they move...

a voice behind them is speaking "A dog for a dog. I have sent a dog to your world to... What? I AM ChEATED!"

Thistle hustles!

"My hounds asleep? what is this..." T he voice booms "Spirits of the hunted, now rise to hunt..."

and there's a sickly sound as the soft and wet ground starts to have bodies clawing out of the mud all over

"Oh great, the Stalking Dead here" Gwen waves her spear about to protect her friend as they keep going