CYOA #30

You don’t have any lockpicks.

You don’t know who slenderpony is.

There’s nothing to collect.

You don’t want to hug Princess.

You don’t want to talk to Princess.

You’re just standing outside in the snow! It’s freakin’ cold and it’s getting colder by the second!

There’s no door so you drag yourself inside before you get frostbite in your hoofsies! Still shivering like a manmare, you wipe the snow off your body while Princess and Amy follow suit.

After you regain control of your senses, you apologize to yourself for flipping out like that. All that snow was piling up on your back and it’s really cold. Evidently, you hadn’t quite recovered from the last sortie through the snow, because holy crud that was so cold it hurt!

Princess emits a light from her horn and you look around to get your bearings straight. You appear to be at the far end of a hallway that goes the length of the building’s curved side. That’s straight ahead. To the left is another open doorway leading to a room, but it’s too dark to see what’s inside. The stone walls are bare and, try as you might, you can’t find a single marking of interest. The building feels cold, but at least you’re out of the snow.

You pause to remind yourself of the trip here. If you traveled without stopping to eat, it would likely take four hours to descend the mountain and climb back up, plus whatever time it would take to gather supplies in town.