Despite Anastasia's no doubt flawless navigational skills, she seemed to have taken a wrong turn and was now what someone would consider, 'lost.' Not that she'd ever admit that.
Something about this tunnel freaked her out though. It was too quiet, it smelled too sweet, and the ominous glow at the end didn't do it any favours.
But she did quite like the moss clinging to the cave walls here. She edged closer towards it and started stuffing bits of glowing foliage into her bag, as a proper lady does, of course.
Despite a bag full of glowing shit there was no real new comfort in carrying it around. The tunnel didn't change and, if anything, it felt vaguely more ominous with a patch of moss inexplicably gone from the middle of the wall. Still, Anastasia was stubborn.
Because someone lurking nearby would be a lot better.
@Cygnus