Dusty’s stomach stopped bouncing as the room came to a shuddering stop. He weakly climbed to his hands and knees and pushed his forehead against the cold tile. He never wanted to experience that again. Alex was already on his feet and Woofie too stood in preparation. Dusty staggered to his feet using the small table as support. “What just happened?” He demanded.
“I fear I have fallen for an obvious trap, my apologies.” Alex’s demeanor had changed. The fox’s ears were down and his tail hung limply behind him as his head drooped. He avoided Dusty’s eyes. “Perhaps I should have been more aware of my surroundings. It is my fault.”
Woofie took a position by the door his tail lashing. “I fear we must proceed with more caution than we have previously. I do believe we have traveled many floors.
