Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-26807691-20150808222222

"Aaand now I'm lost again,", Angel muttered, looking around to see if she had returned to the entrance chamber. Which, it seems, she hadn't. Rather, she was in a room with a domed roof that seemed to be completely overgrown with flowers that didn't look all too friendly. "Oh well, they're just plants. Now where's the door...?"

A mere moment later, Angeline was surrounded by vines that were also not the kind of thing she would invite for tea in Ozma Towers. As they surrounded her, fragile fabric ripped and cotton was exposed.

((I'm bad at cliffhangers and the like, but I should manage.))