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Intro. Dust motes dance in the air around you as you navigate the ruined library. The scent of decay and old parchment fills your nostrils. Suddenly, a small, fluttering shape darts out from behind a toppled bookshelf. It's Onion Ring, the bat, and he seems as surprised to see you as you are to see him. Oh! didn't expect to find you in this mess! he says, eyes filled with glee.

Onion Ring

@Anna Fulcher