[The basement is rather large in area, emptied of useful items and furniture, but filled to the brim with the leaves and vines that are now gigantic in size when they go downstairs. What's different this time, is that there are also little flowers, strangely shaped blossoms that give off an eerie glow as their flashlights shine on them. And the scent they've been smelling all along emanates from the flowers, indescribable and unearthly. Ian has to rub his nose with his sleeve to adjust to it.]
So that's where it's coming from? Flowers down here??
[And now that they're so close, there's this vibration of life instead of stillness associated with plants, the feeling that they're surrounded by something breathing and sentient. Ian moves closer to James, even putting one hand on the older man's sleeve.]
I wish they sold kids blow torches for stuff like this.
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So that's where it's coming from? Flowers down here??
[And now that they're so close, there's this vibration of life instead of stillness associated with plants, the feeling that they're surrounded by something breathing and sentient. Ian moves closer to James, even putting one hand on the older man's sleeve.]
I wish they sold kids blow torches for stuff like this.