“Yeah, so, um… yeah.” Muse continued nodding to the village folk as she awkwardly led the roleplayers out of the underground complex. Not a single guard stopped them on their way out, in fact it seemed that a few of them even gestured towards the exit, just to make sure they were could find the correct tunnel. “Well then… that was something, eh?” Muse commented as they traveled through the mushroom-lit path, shaking her hair to return it to its original, short look. “Augh, girls, how do you even walk with these?” he asked as he rubbed his chest, watching his breast flatten out as he morphed back into his usual, masculine form. “I felt so… top-heavy.” he continued to ramble as usual pants, shirt and leather jacket replaced what was left of his disguise. Reaching the end of the tunnel, Muse spotted daylight poking through from the foliage on the ceiling above him. “Ah-hah…” he hummed as he pushed the entrance “door” out of his way, and proceeded to climb up and out of the… “Oh.” he spoke. “Well that’s interesting…” He stood next to the hole in the ground, his feet standing on what tiny patch of forest floor still remained as the others made their way out. “Soo…” he spoke up, looking out at the blackness in front of him. “How exactly did we get here, again…?” he asked. The hole in the ground opened up to a patch of forest floor no greater in size than the average suburban backyard, as all other space around them, on all sides, had been replaced with void.