Bellview Nine
After Evit had approached Bellview 9, he touched it's metallic framework. The cold, hard metal felt so unnatural and evil among all the wilderness through which he had been traveling. After stepping up inside he saw a large assortment of disconfigured trees and plants, ahead among the small wooden footpath was an opening, to what seemed like a boundered porch of this mysterious structure. Evit stepped into the sunlight watching his step on the rickity footpath, The sun was so bright in comparison to the small, dark fourier from which he had just emerged. Taking gentle steps on the path was crucial, below it was what seemed like a cesspool or bog, festering with skeeters and disgusting swamp slime no doubt. Evit tried holding his breath as long as he could, the hideous stench that rose from that grotesque swamp burned and ate away at his bandaged nostrils. He had to stop and gasp for breath, the path was too long and he could not hold his breath for extended periods of time, the very air he breathed seemed to coat his throat with slime. Evit gagged, he had to run to the other side before he lost breath completely, but this bridge was not a sturdy one. The slightest harsh movement was most likely to send it and him toppling down into that terrible cesspool! Evit took his chance and ran in sort of a hopping motion, hoping to get more distance without touching the planks too much. Evit after about his twelfth hop landed on a weak plank that broke under his foot. Painful splinters peirced his toes and ankle as his hole leg quickly sank through the board. Evit clenched his fist and squinted his eyes at the pain. After panting heavily he slowly pulled his leg out and looked up to see that solid land was only a few more feet. He rose up carefully and ran to safety.
The land, though solid, still seemed to have multiple wooden footpaths all around, Evit stood between to small Metal walls about 12 feet in height and 10 feet in length, on them was the enormous insignia of the Magog Cartel. Evit had never seen it before, but somehow he knew what it was and what it meant.
He stood there baffled, staring at the large red and black symbol with awe. This insignia was rusted and covered in graffitti but Evit had the strange feeling that there was someone still there. The large metal plates that surrounded the wood paths looked broken, bent, and old compared to the wooden planks. Brown grasses, weeds, and moss grew out and on the plates. Evit walked around the large area marveling at it, it seemed so empty yet so full, so old and yet so new. It was a mixed feeling indeed. Then he heard a sound, like a single footstep in grass, that Chhhhh sound, Evit turned quickly in the direction he heard it to see nothing. Then a door rushed open and hundreds of people crowded in! What was happening!? People of almost every species were there; Khanzumers, Sligs, Vips, Traders, Mudokons, Chroniclers, Gailters, Luggs, Oddili.....just about every civilised species, but the way the crowded in sure didn't seem too civilised. They hastily set up kisosks, stands, and tents where they would sell their various items. This old place had become an ideal marketplace for travelers and city-folk alike. Evit walked through the crowd being pushed and shoved, many shop managers aswell as shoppers had completely filled the place in a matter of minutes. Should Evit get out or find something useful, but what would be useful on his journey?
to be continued....
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