Astra was so very alone. She remembered everything, although she was not sure if she had been hallucinating, or if all that strange stuff at the Enterprising Inn, not to mention all the variations of Fred and Belboz and the alternate version of herself had actually happened. Well, there was no use worrying about that now, she decided. The endless silence was really on her nerves. However she had the strong feeling that something would happen, whether that be Fred coming to "rescue" her, Minestus (or Belboz) showing back up, or the nausea wave taking her back to the moss-covered room in the caves. The worst thing was the boredom, it always was. About fifty yards down the tunnel, a torch attached to the wall gave just enough light to prevent her from being in total darkness. Watching its flickering was the nearest thing to sensory stimulation that she had available. More silence. She had given up guessing the timeframe, as this was the umpteenth time this "cycle" had occurred. "Hello!" she called eventually, just because that normally prompted a response of some kind.
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