(Northern Region- New Atlantic City)
(Froggy's Old Apothecary)
When Mary opened her eyes, she found herself standing in a room where everything inside was covered in a thick layer of dust.
The wooden chairs in the corner of the room had long since rotted away, there were glass containers on shelves in the back and cobwebs were present on the ceiling.
Mary sneezed loudly as she felt her nostrils begin to clog up. This place looked abandoned as if it had not been occupied in decades... or even centuries
Camilla stood quietly in the center of the room with an unreadable expression on her face.
She slowly walked towards the counter and placed her finger on the top of the glass. Her finger slid along the edge of the glass carving out a clean line amidst the filth.
She looked at the dirt that coated her fingertip and her expression worsened.
