> "All set. I will take you one last time, and then we will head through."
> Carefully pick Mary back up, then back back to and through this new gap.
>"Right," says Maribel, "Be careful."
>You carefully pick her up, and head through the gap.
>Emerging on other side, you find yourself in the cool air of a nighttime sky. The ground is rocky and riddled with cracks. Dozens of columns of black glass rise from the ground here, stretching many yards above you. They are gathered in irregular groups; at a glance you cannot detect any patterns to them, though it almost feels like there ought to be one. Weeds and brambles grow thickly where the columns have pierced the rock. From the cracks, there is a surprising a variety of muted flora, some even bearing tiny yellow blossoms that remind you of mustard plants. Looking upward, you can see that the night sky is riddled with lines, forming something like constellations of an alien sky. The moon dominates the sky; waned into a crescent like a cold, chiseled dagger; embedded into the surface of a bright blue planet. Where the two meet, watery crimson liquid seeps out planet's scars like blood.
>"Looks like we're back here again," Maribel says, gazing up at the sky. "This place doesn't look familiar, though."
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