[Crona had all but freaked out upon entering the new tiny Mayfield. Thankfully, Crona's paranoia gives the kid a pretty strong survival instinct. Upon spotting something as familiar as a church, Crona took a direct route to it...not really wanting to spend more time in the creepy carnival or those empty looking houses.
Who knows what could be crawling in there? Crona isn't necessarily disturbed all that much by the creepy air of this new town, but the fact that is it unknown and eerily quiet, like something's just waiting in the shadows, has the kid on edge.
Crona had shuffled straight for the church, and found a nice shadowy place to sit down in the shadows, back against a corner. The poor kid has curled up into a little ball, hugging those knees and keeping that face buried in them.
How does Crona always get caught up in this crap? That's the LAST time the kid's going to explore any new things that pop up in town.]
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Who knows what could be crawling in there? Crona isn't necessarily disturbed all that much by the creepy air of this new town, but the fact that is it unknown and eerily quiet, like something's just waiting in the shadows, has the kid on edge.
Crona had shuffled straight for the church, and found a nice shadowy place to sit down in the shadows, back against a corner. The poor kid has curled up into a little ball, hugging those knees and keeping that face buried in them.
How does Crona always get caught up in this crap? That's the LAST time the kid's going to explore any new things that pop up in town.]