I used my grappling hook to get to a much higher surface, a shelf, to be exact. From a vantage point earlier while I was borrowing food, I saw a bright tiny gemstone, that would be very good for my project, so I came tonight for it.

As the wind entered the window of the quiet human kitchen, my rope moved, this scared me shitless. I managed to cling onto it and not fall to the void, but I could feel the rope tangling around me. Why does this stuff always happen to me? Not to Hunter or Dad??