{Bonus Chapter 1/3!!}
Midas stood at the precipice of a pivotal moment.
The challenge of the sands, threatening to consume them, had spurred him to action. He had investigated all he could and worked out all he could. Now it was time.
The vessel that would carry them over the treacherous floods of sand, the Ark, was waiting to be crafted. This would be the vessel that spared them from the relentless heat below them as they navigated the maze.
Midas, as always, hated the idea of wasting time and felt the need to get it over and done with as quickly as possible. After exiting the Living World, Midas found himself back in the safety and comfort of his Living Box.
Looking around, he decided that he would have to relocate for this next part.
