（ the flashlight flickers, and he smacks his palm against it, creating a wavering halo of light bouncing off the walls in front of them as they continue on. ）

I'm not sure about common. There's three in my world. At least that I know about. （ people have kept things from him before. he's never really taken it personally. ） But this... it's an unusual space, that's for sure.

（ stygia was one thing, but at least it didn't bend the laws of physics. it was just massive, and desolate, and he spent more than one day beneath that bleak night missing home. ）