The Girl In The Well…

A quiet day off. A walk through the park. An old well. Then you hear a voice coming from the bottom. Her name is Lucy Bennett. She’s nineteen years old, alone, and sitting at the bottom of a public well. You’re a U.S. Marshal. Whatever brought her down there, you can’t exactly walk away. There’s just one problem. Lucy doesn’t seem particularly interested in your help. Get her out of the well. ———————— YO! It’s been a while! Well… it’s been a week. So on the spectrum of life expectancy, it hasn’t been a WHILE. But for a bee, it would have been. The reason was simple. AID autoblocked my biggest scenario. I was a bit mad. Now it’s unblocked. And then there was work and sleep and meal prep and… You’re mad at me, aren’t you? Are you? I can tell if you are. Oh. No. That’s anger directed at the world economy and the slow, inevitable slope toward our common doom. Good. I was scared for a sec. Anyways. I’ll make up for it, I swear! Toodles! ————————— Don’t forget to like, comment, and subscribe! It helps me out more than you know. ❤️ ————————— Proud Cozy Chaos Dungeon member. Huge shout out to the guys and gals over there for their support and for simply being amazing human beings. ❤️