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"Uh, so, I've been working really hard on this one and I can definitely say, without a doubt, that we are..uh... yea we're totally stuck. Sorry." Holtzmann winced, turning away from the rock fall she'd been inspecting and giving Erin an apologetic look.
"So, note to self, no proton shotguns in old fallout shelters, they cause cave ins. We know that now, so that's good, right?"
At least they'd managed to get the ghost they'd been hunting, before her little stunt had caved in the roof of the tunnel leading to the shelter, and the ghost-trap sat smoking by her foot, light blinking merrily away to indicate it was occupied. The shelter tunnel was accessed by a trapdoor in the main house, which they'd left open when they'd headed down here, so even though both their walkies were currently only picking up static, it wouldn't be long before Patty and Abby realised they were here.
"We'll just sit tight and wait for them to get us out, I guess." she shrugged, remarkably chilled out about the whole situation. At least the shelter was well-stocked.
"So, note to self, no proton shotguns in old fallout shelters, they cause cave ins. We know that now, so that's good, right?"
At least they'd managed to get the ghost they'd been hunting, before her little stunt had caved in the roof of the tunnel leading to the shelter, and the ghost-trap sat smoking by her foot, light blinking merrily away to indicate it was occupied. The shelter tunnel was accessed by a trapdoor in the main house, which they'd left open when they'd headed down here, so even though both their walkies were currently only picking up static, it wouldn't be long before Patty and Abby realised they were here.
"We'll just sit tight and wait for them to get us out, I guess." she shrugged, remarkably chilled out about the whole situation. At least the shelter was well-stocked.