"That Instance….how the hell did you survive for a full year in there without proper preparation? I only made it by the seat of my pants thanks to my preparing multiple resources ahead of time, but you, you randomly jumped in out of necessity." Getting his bearings, Brenden continued draining one vial after another until he felt some semblance of normalcy in his body.
"I mean, I didn't have much of an option. I suppose the only reason I could was because my inventory was chalked full of goodies. Sure, it got bad for a while, and I had to eat some unsavory items, but it wasn't too bad once you got used to it." Shrugging my shoulders, I crossed my legs and faced my younger brother.
"Bull shit Taylor, I was stuck in that place for three years without a proper source of water or food, and you are trying to tell me that you came out of there sane? Hell, even I started losing my mind after the first three months." Brenden stated while observing his surroundings.
