rpanons | I'm bad at this

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"Hold my beer," I say to Tsafa.

Because I am gonna climb the thing like the increasingly drunken part of my brain is telling me to do.

It's okay, you lush. Hah has been pounding the other half and is secretly admiring your initiative.

"What? I can't hold a beer!" Tsafa shouts, suddenly panicked. Her enormous dark eyes are thrown wide with alarum. "I'm only 17!"

Hah reassuringly takes the beer for her. Slugging a huge gulp (what's a little backwash between handholding pals?), Hah frowns. "Are you sure you should go up there? I thought you weren't going to try to get us killed."

Too late, your drunk ass is already scuttling up the pile of brush. It's a little over eight feet to the top. It's thoroughly dark up here.

"Here, take this!" Hah shouts. You see the glowing light of the cell phone arc up, up, into the air, over... It falls neatly at your feet and shatters. In the brief span in which it still shed light on your efforts, you might have seen the wide black stone altar beneath the statue of a horned god. Hewn into the gently curved stone face were, if you saw them, which maybe you didn't, several holes, which probably had something to do with the array of open-mouthed demons carved all around the sides of the altar.

I'd be more choked up about this but my phone is almost five years old and I've never liked the touch pad on it. If our inebriated/or underage asses make it out of this alive, I'm justified in buying a new one.

I'm bad at this

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