We're Gonna Have to Go Through It

Adam Some things you do just to see how bad they'll make you feel Sometimes you try to freeze time 'til the slots are a blur of spinning wheels "Pfff." Adam waved his hands dismissively. "Someone mighta been there, sure, but they weren't us. We're special, so we'll find something better." This was said with an utmost confidence as if it were obvious, that Peter was stupid for not realising their ordained adventuring privilege. Gladly, Peter followed him. As they walked Adam chattered on (mostly to himself, it seemed) about everything and nothing, his home and his future and the quality of ciders here as opposed to the best bars back home. Before he really knew it they were in the ruins, crumbled buildings and remains of pillars around them like architectural ghosts. Not that Adam was in any state to make such poetic observations on his surroundings; he stumbled back to sit on a little wall and looked around. It seemed like they were in what had once been a residential street in a nice area. "Well...these houses look posh, right? Maybe we'll find something in one of them." He wobbled up and headed to a random door, looked back to Peter as he passed through the threshold. "Maybe we can see a ghost." But I am just a broken machine And I do things that I don't really mean