A well like the one in the mirror? That sounds promising and she goes to join Adam without wasting any more time. “The ocean is new.” It’s obviously not the way out, but it’s reassuring to see open sky above her again even if it’s just an illusion. “Maybe we should shut the door behind us? I don’t know how much longer she’ll be counting.” She doesn’t have a plan for what they’ll do if the door won’t open again afterwards, but they’re running out of time and ideas, and if this isn’t it she doesn’t think they’ll get another chance.
She pulls the door quietly shut and follows Adam to the well, exchanging a look with him at the sight of the rope and the hand crank. ”Maybe it’s a sunken treasure?” The suggestion is mostly a joke as she starts to turn the hand crank, putting her strength into it and going as fast as the simple machine will let her. It’s harder than she expects, and she makes room for Adam to help. Whatever is at the end of the rope might be gold after all with how much it weighs. Or maybe it’s a horse, like the stuffed one the girl was carrying. They’ll find out soon as the rope begins to wind around the crossbeam.
She pulls the door quietly shut and follows Adam to the well, exchanging a look with him at the sight of the rope and the hand crank. ”Maybe it’s a sunken treasure?” The suggestion is mostly a joke as she starts to turn the hand crank, putting her strength into it and going as fast as the simple machine will let her. It’s harder than she expects, and she makes room for Adam to help. Whatever is at the end of the rope might be gold after all with how much it weighs. Or maybe it’s a horse, like the stuffed one the girl was carrying. They’ll find out soon as the rope begins to wind around the crossbeam.
