With all contact to Nightmare and the rest of the gang, the prospect of calling for help is out of reach. somehow you had lost all communication, hopefully it will return in the morning..hopefully..

"Looks like we're stuck here for the night," Dust mutters under his breath. He wasn’t all that pleased with the situation either.

The acknowledgment of your shared seclusion amplifies the tension that has been building between the two of you.

neither of you having talked to each other very much, making the fact that you were stuck together rather awkward.

You couldn’t be bothered waiting hours for the communication to come back. That would take so long and your attention span is not adaptive.

It would probably be a good idea to sleep it out till the morning, is what dust had insisted.

The living room of the abandoned cabin offers a modest refuge, while a single bedroom awaits you with a solitary bed.

"Get some rest."