by Rosetta on November 23rd, 2010, 1:44 am
When they entered the alley, Rosetta grew stiff. There was something about ally ways that frightened her. She looked around, noticing the garbage that littred the area and the filth that seemed to cling to the walls. "I'll be fine for the next week or so." she said, replying to Cheska's question, "It dosen't really taste like anything I find. maybe it's because im also made of clay."
Rosetta had become alittle less afraid as she talked to her company and was relived to see a street coming into view at the end of the alley.