Jack and Molly's Great Underground Adventure
Jack Potts sat on the edge of his rock-house, eyes scanning the darkness around Undertown as he forced down a slab of rationed gravelbread. The rhythmic coughing and retching of his fellow undertowners lent a kind of jazzy, musical accompaniment to his musings. Being made from actual sand and gravel, gravelbread was pretty hard on the body's digestive systems.
Eyes streaming, throat burning, he decided that one day, he'd leave. He'd just walk out into the darkness and away from this horrible place, full of nasty people and dirty light, away from this trapped-in-a-hole small town, away from its trapped-in-a-hole small minds. Of course, it had been tried before, but no-one had ever returned...
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