[@Flightless_Soul] [@duskshine749]
[center][h3][color=8493ca]William Jones[/color][/h3]
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What have I got in my pocket? Apparently, nothing. I sigh; it's going to be a pain in the neck to replace my phone and all the cards in my wallet, assuming that they were stolen. We're also going to be effectively blind once the sun sets.

[color=f7976a]"Will, is something the matter?"[/color] asks Harley.

[color=8493ca]"Yeah,"[/color] I reply. [color=8493ca]"It seems that my phone, wallet, and spare charger are gone. Hopefully I just forgot them at home or something, but I'd guess that they were taken by whoever brought us here."[/color]

I notice that she's looking through her pockets too. [color=8493ca]"Is all your stuff gone too?"[/color]

Momentarily distracted by that train of thought, I return my attention to my parched throat as I notice that Jason has generously brought Harley a bucket of water.

Following her example, I scoop up some water from the pail. [color=8493ca]"Thank you,"[/color] I say gratefully. Ah, that's much better.

I look towards the southern path, the one that the sun is hanging above. I can't see anything about it that's different from the others, so I suppose it's as good of a place to explore as any, and Jason does know this place a little better than I do.

[color=8493ca]"If you're going to check out the southern path, can I come with you?"[/color] I ask Jason. It's dangerous to go alone! [color=8493ca]"I'd prefer to check out the tree first, but I'm fine with whatever you guys want to do."[/color]