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It's raining outside; it's raining quite hard, as it happens. Everyone else is in the basement. She is not, as it happens. She can't go to the basement, on account of the chains. Obviously, nobody else was gonna stay out here, for what, so she could hold someone's hand while a log shoots through the window at however-fast-hurricanes-go? That would be ridiculous.
The doors are shut, but there's still a good amount of water getting in- enough that the deeper parts of the floor have collected enough water to splash when stepped in.
"Hey, Wild, you're sure they're not going to get flooded down there, right?"
"Yes. I have made it quite waterproof."
"…what about air?"
"Hey, don't even fuckin' worry about it, sweetheart. I got it all covered."
"Sure. You're the building here, I guess."
"…"
"…"
"And you're sure that I can't join them?"
"I'm afraid I cannot manipulate your bindings, and such I would not be able to ensure that the chamber would remain waterproof."
"Right, right…"
"I'm tryin' my best to keep you safe in there, if y'even care."
"Right. Thanks."
"…"
"You've been talking differently recently."
"I am aware, small one. It's just kinda been comin' out, y'know?"
"Oh. Do you… know why?"
"I do not. If I did, I would stop it."
"Huh."
"Oh- There is something more I can do to help."
A rectangle of earth below her rose up a few inches, well out of the water, and the top of the counter rose up and pushed forward, creating a rectangular inset space.
"Hold on, gimme a sec, i'm almost done."
A piece of carpet unfurled from the top of distorted countertop, covering the inset space and separating Prisoner from the rest of the building.
"Is that any better, little one? I can make it longer if you wanna try and sleep."
"That… that'd be great."